
Tuesday 11th September
.
Missing you today
As the sky turns grey
.
Love you the waves say
Breaking in the bay
.
You’re so far away
Fills me with dismay
.
Not really okay
Sort of, anyway
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx




Tuesday 11th September
.
Missing you today
As the sky turns grey
.
Love you the waves say
Breaking in the bay
.
You’re so far away
Fills me with dismay
.
Not really okay
Sort of, anyway
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx




Monday 10th September
.
Missing you always
Means I’m remembering you
Wondering how you’re doing
What you’re thinking
Where you are
What you would be
How you would grow
Missing you
My heart’s way of saying
Love you forever
.
My sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx



Boats in the harbour at high tide

Grey skies but warm

Smeaton’s Pier

Sunday 9th September
.
I will never ever let go of this grief
It reminds me of all that is worth remembering
For it is what I have left of you
I will never ever stop missing you
How could I, when you meant so much?
My sweet and precious Angel son
.
xxxxxx




Warm on the harbour this afternoon

A few grey clouds on the horizon

Almost at the top of the tide

Saturday 8th September
.
Even though you’ve gone away
Within my heart is where you stay
Trying to keep those tears at bay
Whilst thinking about you every day
.
I still have so many things to say
Wishing I could go back to yesterday
When life was anything but grey
And the sun shone with iridescent ray
.
We would be planning our holiday
Our annual trip to the USA
Fun outdoors where you would play
Shopping, swimming, theme parks, yay!
.
So to heaven climbing the stairway
Upon a cloud is now where you lay
And I am left in utter disarray
But I’ll love you till my dying day
.
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx






Porthmeor Beach

The lifeguards are still on duty

Friday 7th September
.
Forever
Seems to last so long
Interminable
On and on, without end
Eternally
Immortal, absolutely permanent
To infinity
Always and for all time
.
You, your soul, your memories
Me, my grief, my love
.
Love you forever
To infinity and beyond
My treasured Angel son
An unbreakable bond
.
xxxxxx




Porthmeor Beach this afternoon

Harbour high tide

The Green Door…. the most photographed door in St Ives

Thursday 6th September
.
All around are pieces of you
A song, a smell, a word
Many reminders of your life
Leave my mind feeling blurred
.
I want those memories to stay strong
Clear and vibrant and real
Many reminders of your life
With so much love to feel
.
And so I talk to you daily
And tell you all that’s going on
Many reminders of your life
I just don’t want any to be gone
.
Love you forever
Forget you never
Always together
Forever and ever
.
xxxxxx





A brisk afternoon at Porthmeor Beach

A seal is swimming towards the slipway

Wednesday 5th September
.
Your silence shouts in the wind
Your absence knocks on the door
Emptiness fills each room to bursting
Take me back to how it was before
.
Thinking of you always
My darling Angel son
Fly high precious starman
Your earthly life is done
.
xxxxxx





Tuesday 4th September
.
I seem to make it through each day
Though it’s the nights I find hard
Many thoughts and images of you
Leave my heart broken and scarred
.
Knowing that you won’t be there
When I wake up every morning
It’s as if it happens all over again
That you were gone, without warning
.
My precious, sweet and loving boy
Such wonderful memories to treasure
A time of innocence and freedom
When we were a family together
.
Love you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx




Monday 3rd September
.
Life is precious
And so were you
My darling son
Our love was true
.
Treasured memories
Are all that’s left
My darling son
Feeling bereft
.
You were special
Without a doubt
My darling son
Can’t live without
.
Remembering you
Both day and night
My darling son
Your star shines bright
.
xxxxxx




Grey harbour beyond the colourful petunias

Low tide, the Lifeboat House and the Parish Church

Sunday 2nd September
.
Flowers for you; I hope you can see
Really would love you close to me
But you’re in heaven flying free
All this grief, I couldn’t foresee
This is where you truly should be
I know of no-one who wouldn’t agree
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx




Porthmeor Beach in September

A warm day

Hazy harbour at low tide