Thursday 25th July

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Navigation without a compass

Finding my way without a map

Round and round, or spiralling

Just wish our paths could overlap

Yet you’re up there, and I’m down here

Between us now, a widening gap

But one that’s filled with memories

Beautifully preserved in giftwrap

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Love you

Miss you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Grey, but less muggy today

Windbreaks, tents and cabanas cover the beach

Quite quiet in the harbour