Saturday 16th June

.

It will never be

How it used to be

You were here with me

Now you’re gone from me

.

It can’t be me

It looks like me

But it’s not me

A different me

.

Every day hurts

Becoming worse

But that’s OK

The pain will stay

.

I’m just used to it

My heart being split

Rendered in two

Over losing you

.

My darling Angel

Precious son

xxxxxx

Dinghies readying for the afternoon’s regatta

Three yachts now in the harbour

Friday 15th June

.

Soaring and swooping

High amongst the clouds

Cumulus and nimbus

Way above the crowds

.

Are you there, with them?

Darling Angel boy

Flying with the seabirds

Carefree, filled with joy

.

Love you so much

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

Soaring and swooping

Way above the crowds

Thursday 14th June

.

Thinking about you

With so much love

My darling angel

In heaven above

.

My heart is with you

And yours with mine

Right here, right now

Your soul does shine

.

Sweetheart Angel son

xxxxxx

Surf school on Porthmeor Beach

Less windy in the harbour

Fun and games with the Green Goblin, on one of many trips to Universal Studios, Islands of Adventure

Wednesday 13th June

.

And suddenly

You were gone

No longer here

At next day’s dawn

.

And suddenly

You were there

Up in heaven

Such pain to bear

.

And suddenly

Life’s rewritten

An empty space

So grief stricken

.

And suddenly

Precious memories

Now become

Beautiful reveries

.

My darling Angel son

Love you to the moon and back

Infinity and beyond

xxxxxx

Colourful beach huts at Porthgwidden

The harbour

Tuesday 12th June

.

Always and forever

You’ll always be my forever

I’ll forever miss you always

Forever and always

.

My little man

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Monday 11th June

.

Wish you were here

My Angel, my dear

I think you’re near

To fill me with cheer

Walking down the pier

The sea’s crystal clear

Don’t disappear

As your wings do veer

Through clouds you steer

No need for fear

Our love’s sincere

.

Love you sweetheart

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Sunny, calm and warm in the harbour

Not much surf on Porthmeor Beach

Blue sea, blue sky

The lighthouse on Smeaton’s Pier

Sunday 10th June

.

I’ll never forget you

Speaking your name

Remembering that smile

And all you became

.

I’ll always treasure

Everything you said

Your funny little sayings

And the joy you’d spread

.

Love you baby

Missing you like crazy

Precious Angel son

Now forever young

.

xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

Harbour Beach

Islamorada, The Keys, January 1st 2007

Saturday 9th June

.

Met a long lost relative last night

Digging around with family history

Facebook is great for reaching out

And then adding to our life’s story

.

We share a great, great grandfather

Master mariner, sailing the seas

Fourteen years, penal servitude

Pirate and smuggler, if you please

.

Another young man, aged just nineteen

Sailed on the ill-fated Titanic

On the 15th of April, 1912

He drowned in the middle of the Atlantic

.

Searching genealogy records

So many more ancestors to find

Fascinating, yet time consuming

A worthy task to engage the mind

.

Think you would have been excited

Having a pirate in the family

That would have piqued your interest

As you wove a fairytale fantasy

.

I do miss you so much

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

.

Nearer my God to thee,

Nearer to thee.

Not really a Bad Pirate (North Myrtle Beach, SC)

Sailor of the high seas, (Tobago, 2002)

An ancestor of mine, who went down with the Titanic. “Nearer my God to thee. Nearer to thee.”

My great, great grandfather. Master Mariner

Smuggler, pirate, and destroyer of ships. Given fourteen years; a heavy sentence

Friday 8th June

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You’re close to me, my darling

I know, because I sense your presence

You’re with me always, sweetie

Because I acknowledge your existence

You’re there, deep within my heart

Loudly beating with a perfect silence

You will always be by my side

My Angel flying through the heavens

.

Love you to the moon and back

xxxxxx

The harbour this afternoon

Grey and muggy

Two visiting bilge keel yachts

Thursday 7th June

.

My son. My Angel. My boy.

Love you. Miss you. Thinking of you.

In my head. In my mind. In my heart.

I live on. Whilst you are gone.

Keeping your memories alive.

Loved you then

Love you still

Always have

Always will

xxxxxx

Precious Angel son

Holy Trinity Church at Tresillian