Monthly Archives: September 2024

Beneath the quiet sky

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Tuesday 10th September 

Beneath the quiet sky
Standing alone
In fields where whispers
Of the wind have blown
Watching stars above
Candles in the night
Hiding ancient stories
In flickering light

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
Dry this morning, but dull and rainy by the afternoon

A slight chill in the air

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Monday 9th September 

A slight chill in the air 
Its touch so light
Autumn’s first breath
An end to summer’s flight
A few leaves are falling
Colours turning brown
Dancing on breezes
Scuttling on the ground

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Cold and chilly on Porthmeor Beach
Choppy seas
Much calmer in the harbour
Low tide
Much quieter

There are times

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Sunday 8th September 

There are times when
The sun won’t rise
When the sky wears 
A heavy disguise
When silence stretches 
A weight in the air
And you're left to wonder
Is anyone there?

What happened then? 
A moment passed
Like the fleeting shadow
That doesn't last
The world stood still
In quiet refrain
Gathering yourself
Amidst the rain

There are times when
The heart feels slow
Like a river beneath
With hidden flow
Yet even in stillness
Time presses on
And what happened then
Becomes long gone

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Cloudy, grey and misty this morning

Cloudy skies

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Saturday 7th September 

Cloudy skies 
A soft, grey hue
The world feels distant
Slightly out of view

A peaceful moment
With whispered sigh
As overcast hours
Drift on by

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Grey and drizzly today

The post-holiday blues

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Friday 6th September 

The post-holiday blues
They stealthily creep
Those memories linger
Vivid and deep
But though the journey
Has met its end
The road ahead
Waits round the bend

There’s always next time
Another day
When the skies call
And we'll drift away
New adventures await
Just out of sight
To fill our hearts
Reignite the light

And so for now
Dream of what's to come
Knowing that wanderlust
Is never done
With every goodbye
There’s a future hello
With the promise of places
We'll someday know

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Sunflowers
Different colours
Grown so much since we’ve been away
In our garden
Some stand over eight feet tall
St Ives this morning
West Porthmeor this afternoon
Many rocks have appeared

Stays in our heart

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Thursday 5th September 

So our holiday
Has come to an end
With memories made
Around every bend
Portugal’s Algarve
With sun-kissed shore
Leaves us longing
For just one day more

The waves, the skies
The quiet breeze
The golden sands
And sparkling seas
Memories made
Though we depart
A piece of this place
Stays in our heart

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
Tavira this morning
Beautiful blue skies
So warm
Uber to the airport
Leaving Tavira
Ready to board
Do we really have to?
Above the Ria Formosa
Gorgeous hues
Quarteira
Fabulous Algarve
Fluffy cards
Grey skies over Cornwall
Dull
Pouring down with rain

Streets of Tavira

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Wednesday 4th September 

Streets of Tavira
Where time softly flows
Over shiny cobblestones
Where history shows
Old crumbling buildings
Weathered and worn
Hold stories of past lives
Both joyful and torn

Each step echoes through
Alleyways with height
Beneath balconies dressed
In the afternoon light
The charm of decay
In each wall and stone
A whisper of memories
So long overgrown

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Endless blue skies

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Tuesday 3rd September 

Endless blue skies 
A canvas so wide
Sipping on rosé
No rush to decide

With fries on the side 
A tasty delight
Salt water skin
Dries in the sunlight

The day drifts by
In a lazy embrace
Laughter and calm
Setting the pace

From morning onwards
The sun's gentle rays
Cherishing carefree
Endless days

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Off to the beach

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Monday 2nd September 

Off to the beach 
We go again
Catching the ferry
Exactly at ten

Ilha de Tavira
An island dream
Sands are golden
The waters gleam

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
Leaving Tavira
Morning coffee at the beach
Shady
The sea is warm
Lunchtime

Fuseta

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Sunday 1st September 

Beneath the sun's
Bright golden ray
Stopping for lunch 
On this sunny day
Fuseta welcomes
With a gentle ease
Vivid blue skies
Calm, clear seas

Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx