Tuesday 9th July

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Deep blue skies

Ice cream cries

Sun squinting eyes

Beach day highs

Surfboards capsize

Pasty and fries

Going home sighs

Hugs and goodbyes

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Remembering you

Your love of the beach

Holding on to our love

Though you’re out of reach

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My precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Sky kisses

Azure blue skies

Flying high

Down the hill to the beach

Beach goers enjoying the sunshine

Sunshades and beach shelters in use

Lots of surfers…. Not much surf

I saw three ships