
Thursday 21st September
Is this it?
Is this how it’s going to be?
Nothing changes
Nothing will change the fact you’ve gone
Each morning’s the same
Each morning I know you’re not there
Over again
Over, and over again I’m reminded
Heartache and emptiness
Heartache and emptiness can’t be cured
It won’t go away
It won’t get better
It won’t come to an end
It doesn’t wind up and stop
Grief will be with us always
Grief will be a part of our lives
Grief wakes up with us in the morning
And goes to bed with us at night
Grief lives in our house
But you, my Angel
Live in my heart
Alive in my dreams
Always beside me
Somehow you’re there
Soaring above the clouds
To the end of the rainbow
That’s what I must believe
Fly high Angel son
Now forever young
xxxxxx



Harbour at low tide this afternoon