Tuesday 13th October

The last few days have seen a series of beautiful blue sky moments, few clouds, just the clearest and brightest of cerulean atmospheres.

And I have taken to looking skyward, searching for little signs of you.
A fluffy, white cloud scudding past.
An shimmering aeroplane destined for distant shores.
A prism of rainbow colours.
Sunbeams dancing through the branches of trees.
A watery halo around the sun.

So many places where I look for you.

“When I look to the sky,
something tells me
you’re here with me.”

You are here with me, aren’t you?
Are you with me, are you with me?
I know that you are.

Miss you.
Love you.
Forever.
Angel.
xxxx