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
.
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