Thursday 25th April

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Early, early morning

Or the middle of the night

Two thirty at the hotel

After a bumpy night flight

Sleeping for a few hours

Then on the road at daylight

Driving back home in traffic

Took longer than I thought it might

Now suitcases are unpacked

And everything’s all right

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And thinking of you

Sweet Angel son

xxxxxx

Dark moody skies driving home

Towards the rain on the A30

Old stone bridge over the River Inny, east Cornwall

Your primulas growing well

Auntie gave you some carnations

We love you sweetie