Monday 4th September
I imagine we’re walking along the sand
Watching the sunset, hand in hand
Warmth of the day, shoulders tanned
Colours in the sky change, as we stand
Listening to the sounds of a steel band
Thinking of you, when life was grand
For now we exist in No Man’s Land
The path of our lives didn’t go as planned
Stuck in the mud, sinking in quicksand
But the love in my heart does expand
And I just wish that I could understand
My Angel son
Forever young
xxxxxx
Lunchtime at a roadside bar
Alabama Jack’s, Card Sound Road, Key Largo
Country and Western music and dancer
Hot, even in the shade
Our table had a waterway view
Fascinating memorabilia everywhere
Conch fritters, blackened mahi mahi, fries, salad and beers
Dad swimming in the pool, later in the afternoon
Quiet, peaceful and relaxing
Just watching the swaying palms
Enjoying the shade
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
This is a beautiful post. I absolutely LOVE your poetry. Just hope this will post, since I am having serious computer connection problems. Laptop and WiFi just don’t play well together lately. Guess I have some wires crossed online as well as in my brain.
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Thank you so much for your lovely words; very much appreciated, and I’m glad your post reached me.
Do hope your technological problems resolve themselves.
Melanie x
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From your lips to God’s ears, Melanie. I don’t give up easily but this one is about to defeat me completely. If I can catch the guy down the hall who works on computers maybe he can save my sanity on this one. If not, someone should stand under my window and just wait til this thing hits the ground. Sometimes that’s all it really takes, a good kick in the modem!
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Do hope things have resolved themselves.
x
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Your poetry is beautiful and those photos are divine! The photo of him swimming in the pool helped me feel a bit cooler. It’s warm here today!
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Thank you so much.
It was in the nineties here, too.
Lovely to go for a swim 😃😎😃
x
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I imagine your son is watching over you
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Thank you for your kind thoughts.
I would love to think so too.
x 👼 x
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An absolutely heartfelt poem, and I know, the understanding part, takes a while, and you’ll heal ok, but the memories stay. And I loved your glorious photos, yep, I’m super jealous.
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Thank you very much for your kind words and support.
Appreciated.
x
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Lovely poem of remembering your son. He is forever in your heart. The photos are great. I wish we are relaxing in such a place right now.
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Thank you very much indeed.
Most kind of you.
x
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You’re welcome. 🙂 🙂
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Good poem and photographs
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Thank you very much.
x
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lovely poem and photos! xx
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Thank you Lynn.
x
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xxx
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Conch fritters sound yummy! 🏖
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They were very filling!
x 😄 x
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https://polldaddy.com/js/rating/rating.jsI’m sure they were filling but also melt in your mouth great! x 🙂 x
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🤣 x 🤣
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