Wednesday 25th September

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As the days pass

Not much changes

But everything has

It just rearranges

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Thinking of you constantly

My darling Angel son

Flying high above the clouds

Now forever young

.

xxxxxx

Another windy day

A good swell blowing at Porthmeor Beach

A brief glimpse of blue sky

Only a few surfers today

Red flags at West end

But no one is swimming at the Island end

Man’s Head in the distance

Very dark clouds on the horizon