Ilha de Tavira We're on the beach again Golden sands stretch far Where the sky and sea blend
Tall palm trees sway Dancing to the ocean’s song Time quietly slips away Here where we belong
Barefoot and windswept Tracing steps in the sands Holding onto moments That slip through our hands
Love you so much Precious sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
River Gilāo The ferry ShadyBeach barPraia de Tavira Hot enough for the Bombieros to be patrolling Stay shadyNot so busySparkly sea Cool down time Smaller ferry On the return journey Funny faces Many boats anchoredMany yachts Coming back into Tavira A quiet streetSuch tall palms
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 