Category Archives: Asperger Syndrome

So very hard

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Sunday 25th February

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Tripping over brambles and undergrowth

Blindly stumbling in the dark

Squelching through treacly mud

Grief certainly isn’t a walk in the park

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You had so much to give and share

You filled our lives with plenty of joy

And now that you are no longer here

We love from afar, dear Angel boy

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Our broken hearts continue to beat

But each pulse send a piercing shard

Of the most intensely, crushing pain

Living with the pieces is so very hard

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Missing you sweetheart

Love you forever

xxxxxx

Becoming colder in St. Ives

More than words

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Saturday 24th February

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You may no longer breathe

But your presence is tangible

You’ll never leave my side

Just because you’re invisible

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Sometimes the pain’s too much

So wish that you were here

Gazing at your photographs

Is a way to feel you near

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Listening to your favourite songs

I smile when I recall

Your singing and a-shaking

Loudly giving it your all

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Miss you more, not miss you less

At the dawn of each new day

Realising that you’ve gone

Love you more than words can say

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Forever thirty

Taken too early

Angel son

Forever young

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xxxxxx

A chilly, but bright morning

Eeeewwwww

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Thursday 22nd February

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Piles, polyps or poop

That’s what they’re looking for

Results from the PET scan

Required a bit more

Exploratory time

Left me a bit sore

Uncomfortable really

But you know the score

Better safe than sorry

Something you can’t ignore

A sigmoidoscopy

Balance to restore

Then a polypectomy

Soon to endure

So come back again

Eradicate the tumour

Another appointment

In the near future

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Thinking of you as always

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Sunrise over the sea

The sky when we visited you this morning

Driving up to Exeter

Years and years and years

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Wednesday 21st February

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I really didn’t want

To live the rest of my life

Without you here with me

Nothing but pain and strife

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Now I will always wake up

Each and every single day

Only to remember

You won’t be here today

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I know that each of us

Has different journeys to walk

Paths meander and cross

But no longer to you I talk

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My beloved Angel

As I wipe away the tears

Your memories will remain

For years and years and years

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Dearest darling son

xxxxxx

Sunny Porthmeor Beach at low tide

Close by

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Tuesday 20th February

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I know you’re close by

Just wish I could see you

I do feel your presence

It helps me get through

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Those precious moments

Will never undo

The love in my heart

That’s perfect and true

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Love you forever

To the moon and back

All the stars in the sky

To infinity and beyond

My treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

Another blue sky morning, looking over the town

Connects

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Monday 19th February

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My undying love for you

Extends from this life to the next

It will never diminish

It is just so complex

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It won’t really get better

You just handle the effects

Of everything being different

Each day continues to perplex

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My heart now beats for you

And the tears in my eye reflects

All those memories returning

That subconsciousness connects

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Love you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

A criss cross of branches, and blue sky this morning

Low tide, but not too many walking on the beach

Smeaton’s Pier

I can’t see you

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Sunday 18th February

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I can’t see you heaven today

The sky is just so foggy and grey

A breeze might blow the blues away

Because right now I’m in disarray

Feeling quite low on this Sunday

The weather does, my mood convey

Cold and damp, full of dismay

I’m really not feeling okay

Give me a while to make headway

Sipping on my cinnamon latté

A picture of happiness I’ll portray

And I’ll have something upbeat to say

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Thinking of you

Missing you

Loving you

Dearest Angel son

xxxxxx

So very foggy looking over the town this morning

Stands still

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Friday 16th February

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It seems time stands still

As tears fall down my face

For I’ve lost something

No one can replace

And all that is left

Is an empty space

Missing from my world

My Angel’s embrace

Dearest, darling son

Full of gentle grace

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xxxxxx

Porthmeor Beach this afternoon

Holidaymakers wrapped up warm

Grey clouds rolling in