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