Monthly Archives: June 2018

Joy

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Sunday 10th June

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I’ll never forget you

Speaking your name

Remembering that smile

And all you became

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I’ll always treasure

Everything you said

Your funny little sayings

And the joy you’d spread

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Love you baby

Missing you like crazy

Precious Angel son

Now forever young

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xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

Harbour Beach

Islamorada, The Keys, January 1st 2007

Family History

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Saturday 9th June

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Met a long lost relative last night

Digging around with family history

Facebook is great for reaching out

And then adding to our life’s story

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We share a great, great grandfather

Master mariner, sailing the seas

Fourteen years, penal servitude

Pirate and smuggler, if you please

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Another young man, aged just nineteen

Sailed on the ill-fated Titanic

On the 15th of April, 1912

He drowned in the middle of the Atlantic

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Searching genealogy records

So many more ancestors to find

Fascinating, yet time consuming

A worthy task to engage the mind

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Think you would have been excited

Having a pirate in the family

That would have piqued your interest

As you wove a fairytale fantasy

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I do miss you so much

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

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Nearer my God to thee,

Nearer to thee.

Not really a Bad Pirate (North Myrtle Beach, SC)

Sailor of the high seas, (Tobago, 2002)

An ancestor of mine, who went down with the Titanic. “Nearer my God to thee. Nearer to thee.”

My great, great grandfather. Master Mariner

Smuggler, pirate, and destroyer of ships. Given fourteen years; a heavy sentence

You’re close

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Friday 8th June

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You’re close to me, my darling

I know, because I sense your presence

You’re with me always, sweetie

Because I acknowledge your existence

You’re there, deep within my heart

Loudly beating with a perfect silence

You will always be by my side

My Angel flying through the heavens

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Love you to the moon and back

xxxxxx

The harbour this afternoon

Grey and muggy

Two visiting bilge keel yachts

Seal Island boats

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Wednesday 6th June

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Watching all the goings on

Whilst sitting above the sand

Holidaymakers on the beach

Jumping waves, hand in hand

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Pleasure boats go back and forth

Tourists hoping to see the seals

Perhaps some jumping dolphins

Performing to delighted squeals

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We took you on one of those boats

Along with auntie and cousin

Journeying around Seal Island

We saw more than half a dozen

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A happy and sunny day trip

With lots of laughter and fun

Wish we’d had more adventures

My dearest, darling Angel son

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Missing you

Love you forever

xxxxxx

Porthgwidden Beach this afternoon

One of the pleasure boats returning from Seal Island today

Closely followed by two more

One of the seals we saw, when we took you to Seal Island, about fifteen years ago

Sitting on the boat, with such a cheeky smile

Involuntarily

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Tuesday 5th June

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Involuntarily

I move forward

Unwillingly

I continue

Achingly

I still breathe

Agonisingly

My heart beats

Powerlessly

I’m here

Helplessly

I continue

Painfully

I live

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And I remember

And I share

And I smile

All because of you

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My beloved Angel son

Fly high precious starman

xxxxxx

Mist rolling into the harbour

This side of heaven

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Monday 4th June

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Living on this side of heaven

Is something I’d not thought about

Our happy family all together

No worries, no problems, no doubt

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I just imagined you’d be here

Living life, and having fun

Making plans and memories

Many more holidays in the sun

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But then, so unexpectedly

I have to deal with your absence

And heaven becomes a place for you

Whilst my world is filled with silence

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Love you forever

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

A warm morning in St. Ives

High tide, little wind, no waves

Big, blue sky

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Sunday 3rd June

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Far and away up high

In the big, blue sky

My Angel does fly

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Looking up, I sigh

Always asking why

Tears fall from my eye

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Dreaming you’re nearby

Trying not to cry

Darling sweetie pie

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Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

Overlooking Porthmeor Beach

Big, blue sky

Low tide in the harbour

An old, restored lifeboat touring around the UK, visiting RNLI stations

I know

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Friday 1st June

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I know I won’t see you again

And I know that you’ve gone

But I do still talk to you

As the sun rises each dawn

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I know I won’t hear your voice

Or feel the touch of your hands

But I still like to remember

As the sun sets over the sands

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I know, I know, I know

But I still listen out for you

I’m right here, waiting for you

Until our heavenly rendezvous

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Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Muggy, misty and warm

Low tide and dark clouds