Wednesday 21st March
.
Nighttime dreams of drowning
Beneath the oceans of obscurity
Below those choppy, cresting waves
Are memories of childhood purity
Sucked down in subterranean seas
Trying to shake off insecurity
I search for your smiling, angel face
To bring us together in family unity
.
Missing you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
A sunny Porthmeor Beach
But surely not that warm to go swimming wearing just shorts??
Tuesday 20th March
.
Each sleeping and waking moment
In my thoughts and dreams
No longer held within my arms
But wrapped up in moonbeams
Up there with twinkling stars
Where the silvery light gleams
My Starman is flying so high
Enveloped with love, it seems
.
Love you forever
My darling Angel
xxxxxx
Monday 19th March
.
Thinking of you every day
Love you with all my heart
Wish I could go back I time
Our precious lives to restart
.
Missing my Angel
Dearest, darling son
xxxxxx
View of St. Ives from Carbis Bay
Bitterly cold this afternoon at Porthmeor Beach
Sunshine in the corner of the harbour
Sunday 18th March
.
I didn’t ask for memories
We were having so much fun
I thought we’d have more time
More adventures under the sun
.
I didn’t want memories
I didn’t think I’d need them
Didn’t realise what they’d be
Each one is now a priceless gem
.
I didn’t assume they’d be memories
Those precious moments in time
Caught forever on camera
Or locked into that heart of mine
.
And now that’s what you are
A beautiful, treasured memory
My dearest, darling Angel son
Soaring high and flying free.
.
xxxxxx
Cold and grey, but none of the promised snow
My first walk into town for a week, since dislocating my toe
Saturday 17th March
.
Family is everything
But life is so very fragile
And memories just priceless
Whilst the heart is quite breakable
The future completely unpredictable
.
Love you forever
My darling Angel
xxxxxx
Our family (in Chicago 2004)
Friday 16th March
.
Grief is universal
It’s experience
So very personal
.
Today I’m purposeful
And yet tomorrow
Totally irrational
.
Seemingly practical
But I’m really
Absolutely emotional
.
Sometimes sociable
Could be seen as
Quite unapproachable
.
It’s because I miss you my darling
Everything has changed
I am not the same
xxxxxx
Thursday 15th March
.
A CT, firstly
Then sigmoidoscopy
Now, “Oh whoopee”
A polypectomy
What can that be?
Will it hurt me?
Pain relief IV
But have to agree
To the tomography
Should be polyp free
Removed from my body
Need that cup of tea
Or glass of chablis
Perhaps a G and T
Hopefully I won’t be
A great big, crybaby
.
Thinking of you as always
Love you sweetheart
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Wednesday 14th March
.
Since you’ve been gone
We carry on
It’s not the same
Since you became
An Angel son
Forever young
.
xxxxxx
Rest in peace
Tuesday 13th March
.
Missing you beyond words
Love you more than anything
Life won’t ever be the same
My precious boy, my everything
.
xxxxxx
Narcissi and carnations from your sweet cousin
Tulips from a next-door neighbour
Monday 12th March
.
Three long and lonely years
We’ve shed so many tears
.
Missing you my darling
Your name I’m still calling
.
Since you breathed your last
Eyes forever downcast
.
When you left this world
Angel wings unfurled
.
Now I’ll miss the future
Left looking at your picture
.
The man you’d grow into
And what you’d get up to
.
Who you might become
Banging your own drum
.
In my heart I’m holding you tight
In my dreams you’re there at night
.
And there you will remain
Until we see you again
.
Love you to the moon and back
.
Three years gone
We still mourn
Our first born
Hearts are torn
Left forlorn
Every morn
Wings airborne
.
Love you so much
Fly high sweet Angel
xxxxxx
Pegasus™ ~ “I have a gold horn and my fur is all white. These bright colours make it hard to hide in the night” https://youtu.be/Rdqtt8lJpmE
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 