Sunday 11th August

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Exploring the darkness

To find a bright star

Seeking the light

Gleaming from afar

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Traipsing through treacle

Sinking in shifting sands

Trying to find you

Reaching for your hands

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Then breathe for a while

Listen to my heartbeat

And smile knowingly

My Angel so sweet

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I know you’re close by

Though you can’t be seen

The strength of your soul

Those memories serene

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I love you to bits

I miss you so much

Precious Angel son

Remembering your touch

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xxxxxx

Early afternoon, a good swell, but big clouds brewing

Catching waves

Fun in the sea

Blue skies for a while

And……. the crowds return

Quieter at West Porthmeor

Playing in the surf

Some darkening clouds over the harbour