Five long years


Wednesday 8th April


It’s been five long years

Since that painful, sombre day

When your physical body

Your last resting place, lay


Missing you so much

Precious Angel son

No longer feel your touch

Now forever young



From five years ago

He Man’s sword went with you

A sunny morning

Very low tides at Porthmeor Beach

Deep blue seas

Wet ripples on the sand

The Island

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