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