Sunday 26th February
I try so hard to hide my sorrow
(You’re not supposed to cry)
Instead I speak of you everyday
And the memories intensify.
Remembering all your qualities
That made you so individual
Such a quirky personality
An enigma, a true original.
When you were born, the doctors said
“They broke the mould upon your birth”
You grew up into someone special
We loved you beyond all our worth.
And so it was, when you breathed your last
A massive veil of heartache descended
Obliterating our future plans
With broken lives that can’t be mended.
And so we try to pick up the pieces
A rollercoaster of love and grief
Some days are better than others
We just have to have a strong belief.
Truly grateful for those thirty years
To watch you develop and grow
Our dearest, darling Angel son
Love you more than you’ll ever know.
The surfers were out in force again today
Grey and mizzly