Monday 5th October.Remembering my father Hank.
4.2.1932 – 5.10.2009
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We didn’t know
We were making memoriesWe just thoughtWe were having fun.
An RAF fighter jet pilot, sailor, skiier, swimmer, water polo player, golfer, orator, cook, writer, sommelier, World traveller, painter, actor, model….
A little more about my father…..
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Eleven years ago today
Pancreatic cancer
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Frank and Hank
My son My father
Fly free
xxxxxx
Hank and I
Father and Mother
Hank and I
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Sunday 4th October
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This loss
Will last
The pain
Won’t pass
Questions
Are asked
With eyes
Downcast
But heaven
Is vast
Memories
Steadfast
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Forever and always
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Rainswept harbour front
Saturday 3rd October
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And, its still blowing a gale
But no walk for us today
Just stopping by to see you
Checking that all is OK
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Missing you
Remembering you
Thinking of you
Loving you
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
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My little Frankie, aged four
Friday 2nd October
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Stayed indoors
For most of the day
Listening to the gales
Blowing away
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The rain did cease
So donning hats and coats
Wild and woolly outdoors
Watching bobbing boats
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Waves crashing over
The granite sea wall
A big swell building
An incoming squall
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Thinking of you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Thursday 1st October
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Nothing is permanent
Life can be turbulent
Live it without regrets
The heart never forgets
Memories need sharing
Filled with joy and caring
Recapture loving smiles
Lasting for miles and miles
Journeying on with hope
Finding a strength to cope
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Still miss you though
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Wednesday 30th September
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I talk to you
As if you’re still here
Such conversations
Just keep you near
Love you so much
My darling, my dear
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Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Tuesday 29th September
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Can you feel me missing you?
Can you see me looking for you?
Can you hear me calling for you?
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I look up, hoping you’re looking down
Sending all my love to you
Sprinkling affection all around
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Love you poppet
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Monday 28th September
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Because he was loved
He will not be lost
And never forgotten
Since from this world he crossed
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Still miss you though
Every single day
Beloved Angel son
In heaven you play
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xxxxx
Sunday 27th September
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Crowds along the harbour
Bright September sunshine
Uplifting one’s spirits
Everyone’s feeling fine
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Thinking of you
Missing you
Remembering you
Loving you
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
Porthmeor West
A group of children playing in the waves
Hardy souls enjoying the beach
Lifeguards looking out for the swimmers and surfers
Much calmer in the harbour, with a couple of SUP boarders
Kitty’s Corner was sheltered
A sunshiny afternoon
Sitting on the harbour wall
Saturday 26th September
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Rest your head
Upon the clouds
No more pain
Softness enshrouds
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Precious Angel son
xxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 