Daily Archives: January 15, 2016

Snow Angel

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Friday 15th January

“The snow is crisp
The stars are bright.
I spread my arms and I take flight.
Wings fluttering as I fly,
up into the evening sky.”

As the temperatures fall, and reports of snow are given on the news channels, I am reminded of your first time playing outside in the white stuff.

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You were two years old, it was 1987 and we were living in Devon.
One morning we woke up to find the garden was covered in snow.
You had such a lovely time touching, squeezing and stamping footprints on the ground.
A beautiful smile lit up your face: you were mesmerised by this new experience.

You are my Angel snow baby.
Flying high in the evening sky.
I love you sweetheart.
I miss you so very much.

xxxxx

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