Tuesday 20th August

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Sometimes I think

The tears won’t cease

Sometimes I think

You are at peace

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Sometimes I know

My heart is broken

Sometimes I know

So much unspoken

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Sometimes I see

Your face in the crowds

Sometimes I see

Your wings in clouds

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Sometimes I hear

Your voice on the breeze

Sometimes I hear

Sweet words such as these

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Sometimes I hold

Your tiny soft hand

Sometimes I hold

Those memories, grand

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Sometimes I want

To see you again

Sometimes I want

Just wish I knew when

.

Love you so much

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

So busy again on Porthmeor

Kitty’s Corner was crowded too

Low tide