Wednesday 25th September
.
As the days pass
Not much changes
But everything has
It just rearranges
.
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