Sunday 21st December 

The grey sky weeps a steady, cold refrain 
Off to Málaga in the dreary rain 
My boy will greet me with a happy smile  
Now we're all together, it's so worthwhile 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx

Saturday 20th December 

Sunny Saturday 
Market morning 
Lazy lunch 
Day's a-dawning 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx

Fuengirola Spain 

Friday 19th December 

The grey above 
Veils the sun from sight 
Yet gentle warmth 
Still lingers with the light 

The sky a quilt 
As soft clouds drift 
A billowing montage 
With life's precious gift 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx

Fuengirola Spain 

Thursday 18th December 

La Cala de Mijas 
Just blue skies for days 
With lunch on the beach 
Where nothing can faze 

The waves touch the shore 
A dance pure and bright 
Footprints in soft sand
Seabirds take flight 

The sun wraps gently 
Warmth of a caress 
Laughter drifts lightly 
Removing all stress 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx

Wednesday 17th December 

Guinness World Record attempt 
Of pizzas in a line 
Two thousand one hundred 
In the warm sunshine 

Along the Paseo Marítimo 
Beneath the swaying palms trees 
Crowds gather to watch 
Chefs with expertise 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Fuengirola Spain 

Tuesday 16th December 

After a night of squalls 
And a mini tornado 
Thunder and lightning 
When winds did blow 

Today's been pleasant 
Quite sunny and warm 
Lunch at the marina 
No sign of a storm 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx 

Fuengirola Spain 

Monday 15th December 

Winter holiday 
Spanish getaway
Sunshine everyday 
Worries held at bay

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 


Newquay 
Málaga 
Fuengirola 

Sunday 14th December 

In morning light 
Finding the way 
The soft embrace 
Of a brand new day. 

A simple smile 
From a stranger’s face 
Reminds there's kindness 
In every place 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx

Saturday 13th December 

The currents pull the fragile mind 
No steady shore the eye can find 

The fog is thick a shifting grey  
It grabs the light and keeps the day 

No compass works no map will hold 
The stories here remain untold 

Just whirling mist a dampening sound 
No solid footing can be found 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx

Friday 12th December 

Building a curve 
Against the light 
A moment poised 
Before its flight 
With a rush 
It breaks in white 
Fleeting roars 
Pure and bright 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx