Tuesday 21st June

An afternoon at Zennor
Sitting in the sunshine
In the Tinners beer garden
Looking out to the coastline.

Your brother fancied a beer
And we had a cappuccino
You’d have asked for lemonade
A brownie or a slice of gateaux.

Such a beautiful location
To sit and relax and chat
Watching the scudding clouds
Talking about this and that.

You’re always in my thoughts
Imagining you’re sitting here
I can put my hand on my heart
And then I know you are near.

Love you forever.



The Tinners Arms beer garden, looking across the fields to the sea


Looking inland


Zennor church behind the pub


Across the hedgerows to the sea


A patchwork of fields



16 responses »

  1. Your poem is beautiful and filled with wonderful, though poignant, memories. We were in Cornwall two weeks’ ago, and must have passed by Zennor on our way to St Ives along the winding coast roads. It’s a very beautiful area and your poem and gorgeous photos are a wonderful tribute to your son.

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