Wednesday 26th February
.
It walks along beside me
It follows my every stride
Occasionally tapping my shoulder
And from it I cannot hide
It lays its head on my pillow
And infiltrates my dreams
I know I’ll learn to live with it
But my mind still silently screams
.
Love you forever
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Low tide
Porthmeor Beach
Many, many seagulls dipping and diving around Gowner Rock
Blue skies, but quite chilly
Less breezy on the harbour