Tuesday 24th November

.

Moving on?

No

Moving forward?

Maybe

Moving through?

Yes

Letting go?

Never

Holding on?

Perhaps

Keep going?

Of course

.

Thinking of you as always

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Monday 23rd November

.

Incomparable memories

Priceless treasures

Cherished recollections

Beloved pleasures

.

That’s your legacy

What’s left behind

A lifetime of love

So much to remind

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

A little sunshine over the town today

Sunday 22nd November

.

A soft, mundane stillness

Permeates the damp air

Fallen leaves no longer crisp

Dewy moss everywhere

Wafting wisps of woodsmoke

Striving to cling to one’s hair

.

Still missing you sweetie

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Saturday 21st November

.

Since you’ve been gone

I live my life

With broken heart

A twisting knife

Another level

With grief and strife

A different path

Sadness is rife

But loving you

I live my life

.

Sweetheart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 20th November

.

A slow, subdued movement

Towards peace and calmness

Despite the suffocating

Journeying into darkness

.

Smiling towards the heavens

Kisses filled with fondness

Up there in the wild blue yonder

There’s so much love between us

.

Missing my angel

Precious son

xxxxx

Kisses in the sky

The buoy laying ship, Patricia in the bay today

Thursday 19th November

.

Up there you smile

Flying awhile

Clouds so tactile

Your new lifestyle

.

Thinking of you

Missing you

Remembering you

Loving you

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

A sunny corner of the harbour

Wednesday 18th November

.

Just learning to live

Without you here

The same each morning

Your voice, I can’t hear

No outings or plans

All dreams disappear

But my love for you

Keeps your memories dear

.

Thinking of you poppet

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Porthmeor Beach, late afternoon

Lots of rock and stones appearing after the storms and high tides

Harbour cloud reflections

Fading light

Tuesday 17th November

.

You’re a part of my life

Hearts beating as one

Joined with my soul

Precious Angel son

.

Love you sweetheart

xxxxx

Monday 16th November

.

The road ahead isn’t straight

And nor is it brightly lit

It twists and turns unevenly

Stumbling when those memories hit

.

Sometimes the path leads to a beach

With the brightest, sparkling sea

Golden sand, soft underfoot

And palm trees waving invitingly

.

At times, unexpectedly

A cold, dark tunnel is your route

Your head slides in a tailspin

The pain of loss, just so acute

.

And I miss you so

Dearest Angel son

xxxxx

Sunday 15th November

.

Raindrops battering the pane

Like a thousand grains of rice

Hurled into the maelstrom

Becoming shards of hail and ice

.

Where is the sing-song sound

Of a gentle drizzling shower?

Alighting upon one’s face

Leaving diamonds on a flower

.

Thinking of you

My sweetheart

Darling Angel son

xxxxx