Daily Archives: November 18, 2018

I spend time


Sunday 18th November


I spend time

Looking to the sky

As I know

That’s where you fly


I see you

High above the clouds

No one notices

As I mingle with crowds


But I know

That’s where you are

My sweet child

You’re the brightest star


With the angels

Wrapped in wings of love

Looking down

From your new home above


Missing you

And I always will

Loving you

Gently, I hold you still



Chilly and breezy on Porthmeor Beach

Choppy seas in the harbour