
Thursday 20th September
.
Forever loved and missed
By angels you’re now kissed
Upon this earth you no longer walk
Never again will I hear you talk
But I have a book full of memories
Filled with love and joyous stories
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx





Thursday 20th September
.
Forever loved and missed
By angels you’re now kissed
Upon this earth you no longer walk
Never again will I hear you talk
But I have a book full of memories
Filled with love and joyous stories
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx





Wednesday 19th September
.
You have wings
I wish you didn’t
.
I tried to save you
But I couldn’t
.
You went to heaven
I wish you hadn’t
.
Stop talking about you?
I just wouldn’t
.
Stop loving you?
I promise I won’t
.
Dearest darling Angel son
xxxxxx




Porthmeor surf

Grey skies

Tuesday 18th September
.
The greatest gift
You gave to me
A lifetime full
Of memory
.
Special moments
You would agree
Laughter and dreams
Young and carefree
.
Precious Angel
You’ll blessed be
Within my heart
So completely
.
xxxxxx




Porthmeor Beach attracting many surfers

Surf school in full swing

Storm Ali whipping up decent waves

Monday 17th September
.
Since you’ve been gone
My broken heart won’t mend
There is no glue to fix it
I know the pain will never end
.
Loved you then
Love you still
Always have
Always will
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx





Sunday 16th September
.
I’ll never get over losing you
I hide my pain, ‘cos it’s easy to do
Inside my heart we beat as two
You gained those wings, off you flew
Way up high into the wild blue
With the angels you’ve a perfect view
To memory lane I’ll skip into
Where I’ll never have to say adieu
.
Love you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx




Dark clouds blowing from the west

Porthmeor Beach looking quite deserted

Beady-eye seagull

Saturday 15th September
.
Hold on tight
As I hug you tonight
Before you take flight
Beyond the moonlight
As your star shines bright
A beautiful sight
Everything’s all right
In heaven we’ll reunite
So nighty night
My Angel delight
.
Sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx




A blustery harbour

Collecting my brother and wife, who spent the day on the train from Paddington, having flown overnight from Chicago

Friday 14th September
.
Flower festival in the church
For signs of you, I do search
.
You were christened at the font
Thought we’d have all we want
.
Stained glass windows tell a story
Maybe in heaven you fly to glory
.
So, my sweetheart Angel son
Missing you, darling one
.
xxxxxx



The Parish Church

The War Memorial and blooms




The font used for your christening


Beautiful stained glass windows





Harbour at low tide, (and a seagull in the shape of an angel?)

Thursday 13th September
.
Some things
Just can’t be fixed
So I will carry
My broken heart betwixt
This life and the next
With feelings all mixed
But full of love
So firmly affixed
Into my memories
Perfectly transfixed
And will not be
No never, eclipsed
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx




Low tide reflections

Smeaton’s Pier

Wednesday 12th September
.
You lived
We laughed
I loved
.
Three and a half years gone
I’m still here, keeping on
Now waking up each dawn
Your empty pillow I look upon
.
We lived
We laughed
We loved
.
Together forever
Forget you never
.
My precious Angel son
xxxxxx




Tuesday 11th September
.
Missing you today
As the sky turns grey
.
Love you the waves say
Breaking in the bay
.
You’re so far away
Fills me with dismay
.
Not really okay
Sort of, anyway
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx


