Sunday 13th September
“Oh My Darling Angel
My heart loves you.
My soul misses you.
My memory longs
to be in that same
space and time
I really would like to be teleported or transported or transferred or transmogrified or whatever it’s called, to be with you.
Wherever you might be.
Somewhere in space and time.
Just to be with you.
I miss everything about you.
Yesterday, I was going through the cards that people had sent, when you passed, and the one from our previous, elderly next-door neighbours brought a tear to my eyes:
“We have lovely memories when we lived next door to you.
Frank was a lovely boy, and so is his brother.
We had many chats over the wall.
We know he is a Sunbeam in Heaven.
All of God’s children, when they die, become Sunbeams.
They have a special place in Heaven.”
Sending you kisses to Heaven.
Sleep peacefully, my little Sunbeam Angel xxxx