Friday 4th December

.

We’re present for mere moments

In the grand scheme of things

Life is so very fleeting

When suddenly gaining Angel wings

.

And I miss you so

Dearest darling Angel son

xxxxx

Late afternoon

Porthmeor Beach

Fading light

Thursday 3rd December

.

Collections of precious moments

So many sweet memories

A time for quiet reflection

Wrapped in gentle reveries

.

Love you poppet

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

A rainbow over Truro cathedral this morning

Wednesday 2nd December

.

No longer here

But by my side

Not with me

But in my mind

.

We are apart

There in my heart

You’ve gone away

Memories stay

.

I will see you

On the other side

Beyond the stars

Past Jupiter and Mars

.

Love you forever

Forget you never

Always together

For ever and ever

.

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Tuesday 1st December

.

And so December is now here

The advent calendar you’d clear

All the chocolate would disappear

Such excitement and Christmas cheer

.

The stars on the tree shining bright

Eyes filled with wonder and delight

All the presents kept out of sight

Stopping you unwrapping in the night

.

A time of year filled with love and joy

Trying to find the year’s favourite toy

Fun and laughter to employ

My dearest darling Angel boy

.

Thinking of you daily

My darling Angel baby

Missing you like crazy

xxxxx

Monday 30th November

.

The bluest colour blue

The saddest kind of sad

The gloomiest gloom

The maddest type of mad

.

The loveliest kind of love

The cheeriest of cheers

The happiest kind of happy

And the teariest tears

.

And I miss you so

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

Sunday 29th November

.

As long as I’m here

You’ll be remembered

As long as I breathe

You’ll be treasured

As long as I live

Love won’t be surrendered

.

Thinking of you always

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Saturday 28th November

.

Some things cannot be mended

They can’t be reassembled

They can though be carried

As the heart gently trembled

.

Love you forever sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 27th November

.

There is no clock on it

No finishing line

No end in sight

No light at the end of the tunnel

.

Feeling a little low

It won’t last forever

Thinking of you sweetie

Forget you, never

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 26th November

.

Suddenly, something hits so hard

You return to that day

With the pain and heartache

Coming right back to stay

.

And I miss you so

Dearest Angel son

Thinking of you always

Now forever young

.

xxxxx

A chilly and bright Porthmeor Beach

No one in the sea this afternoon

A good swell

A keen wind chills your ears and cheeks

A mackerel sky

That dappled all the way up the coast