Sunday 8th April
.
An emptiness
Since you left
Has made us
Quite bereft
Your soul remains
Of that I’m sure
Just wish you were
Here once more
Missing you
Saying your name
Loving you
Just the same
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Porthmeor Beach…. holidaymakers think it’s warm enough to wear bikinis and boardies…… brrrrrr (13°C this afternoon)
But everywhere looks lovely in the sunshine
Very low tide in the harbour
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 