Thursday 14th January

“and I will see you
someday again in
      the clouds.”

These were the clouds and blue skies over the harbour this afternoon.
A pretty day, with chilly, biting winds.
Could you see me looking up, for you?
Were you looking down, for me?
I miss you so very much.
I really wish you were here.

Love you Angel.
Dearest son.
xxxx