Daily Archives: December 22, 2018

All becomes molten gold


Saturday 22nd December


Missing you

You should be here

Loving you

You’re always near

Thinking of you

As I shed a tear

Remembering you

My darling, my dear


Treasured Angel son


An hour before sunset, and it’s looking a bit cloudy

Bottle brush in flower

The sun begins to appear in a small break betwixt sea and cloud

All becomes molten gold