Saturday 30th April

When I came across this poem, by Mrs. Lyman Hancock it really made me think of you.
I sighed.
I smiled.
A tear fell.
Remembering.
All your cheeky naughtiness.
Your thoughtful caring and love.

When I’m Gone

by Mrs. Lyman Hancock 

“When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile
Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.

Forget unkind words I have spoken
Remember some good I have done
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I’ve had loads of fun.

Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.

Then forget to grieve for my going
I would not have you sad for a day
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay.

And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.”

I’ll try to remember every single thing about you, for as long as I can.
I love you more each day.
I miss you so very much.
Sweetheart Angel son.

xxxxxxx

Sailing boats in the bay. Sunbathers on the pier

The harbour at low tide

Your flowers today

Cherry blossom close to you