The wind



Saturday 16th April

The footprints may be washed away
The sand is all brushed off
Salty shoes are cleaned once more
As water splashes from crest to trough.

I miss those walks along the beach
Yellow sand and azure sky
Such happy times we used to have
Thinking of you, with a tear in my eye.

But the wind still blows your name
Across the sparkling sea
And waves break gently on the shore
Bringing your memories back to me.


April 2014. Porthkidney Sands

Love you so very much
My precious little beach boy
Dearest darling Angel son
Who filled our lives with joy.



The sky this evening


A fiery plume

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