Monday 18th February

.

An individual journey

Down a dark and dreary lane

So many obstacles

Each step filled with pain

Grief, when it has a hold

An emotion like no other

Turns your life upside down

And really makes you wonder

.

What if

Maybe

If only

Perhaps

But

Suppose

Coulda woulda shoulda

.

Missing you so much

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Sunday 17th February

.

My precious little Franky

My sweet innocent boy

I found a Beanie Baby

A delightful new toy

.

Your name is upon it

It does belong to you

Franky the pink bear

Big, sparkly eyes too

.

Missing you always

Loving you forever

My darling Angel son

We’re always together

.

xxxxxx

Franky Beanie Bear

Your name is upon it

Porthmeor full of half term holidaymakers

A dry, but chilly afternoon

Saturday 16th February

.

You’re loved by many

That you left behind

We talk of you often

Always on our mind

.

To the moon and back

I imagine and dream

Way beyond the stars

On a twinkling moonbeam

.

Love you my sweetie

Darling Angel son

Today and always

You’re forever young

.

xxxxxx

Friday 15th February

.

A life cut short

Too soon you left

So many tears

That I have wept

.

My darling Angel son

Now forever young

xxxxxx

Thursday 14th February

.

Valentines wishes

Are sent to you

With love and hugs

Lots of kisses too

My sweet Angel

Miss you, I do

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Wednesday 13th February

.

Thinking of you

With so much love

My darling Angel

In heaven above

.

Looking to the stars

I imagine and dream

That you’re the brightest

With a twinkling gleam

.

Sweetheart Angel son

xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

A clean swell

Only two surfers braving the chilly sea

Brighter on the harbour

Tuesday 12th February

.

Nothing can break the connection

Your memory I give full protection

Your heart’s always in my affection

The stars giving your direction

Your life showed perfection

Such a beautiful recollection

An unbreakable interconnection

.

Love you forever sweetheart

My heavenly Angel son

xxxxxx

Monday 11th February

.

Everyday I think of you

Everyday I miss you

Everyday I speak your name

Everyday I say I love you too

.

I thought you’d grow old

I thought you’d always be here

I thought you’d get better

I never thought you’d be there

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Smeaton’s Pier

“Kitty’s Corner”

Looking along the Wharf

Sunday 10th February

.

Clouds chased by the wind

Across a wide open sky

Spray whipped over waves

As gulls soar and cry

.

Standing for a while

Thinking of you sweetie

Sending so much love

I miss you completely

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Very windy at Porthmeor Beach

Looking towards the Island

Cloud reflections at low tide

Saturday 9th February

.

Your tomorrows ended

And that’s not fair

You’ll have no more

Memories to share

.

Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx