
Thursday 9th August
.
Up there you fly upon your wings
Instead of walking across this earth
And how I wish you were still here
Spreading joy, happiness and mirth
.
Gone too soon, so unexpectedly
With no forewarning, no signs at all
We just thought you had much more time
We weren’t ready for grief to befall
.
Thinking of you my Angel son
Blowing kisses to heaven for you
Left with those precious memories
And remembering a love so true
.
xxxxxx




Busy again on Porthmeor Beach

Harbour blues