Wednesday 6th July
Such a happy smile you had
Enjoying all of life’s adventures
It was wonderful to see you glad
Having fun with simple pleasures
August 2013 (Sea World and Busch Gardens, Florida)
Missing you my smiling, laughing son
A grin as bright as the sunflowers
You really were a special someone
So lucky to have you as ours.
Love you baby
Missing you always.
xxxxxx
Tuesday 5th July
I love you more
Than I did a minute ago.
And tomorrow I’ll be missing you
More than I do today.
Right now I know you’re gone
But I just wish it wasn’t so.
There’ll never be a day
When I’m not thinking of you.
So tonight I’ll fall asleep
With you safely in my heart.
I’ll be wishing you were here
Every second for the rest of my life.
Love you my sweetheart
Dearest Angel son.
xxxxxx
Down the hill to the beach
Monday 4th July
Yesterday evening when we went out for a stroll, we were hoping to see the pod of dolphins that have regularly been seen swimming across the surfing beach just down the hill from where we live.
We did see them, jumping and splashing out of the sea, but they were quite a long way off shore, and my phone couldn’t really capture any good photographs of them.
These images below, were taken the previous evening, and I think are absolutely outstanding.
Right place, right time, right camera.
(The four images above were taken by Karen O’dell, of St. Ives)
I’m sure you would have loved to watch these animals, playfully jumping through the waves with the surfers.
You did have a wonderful time with these gentle creatures back in 2008, in the Florida Keys, hesitant at first, but ending up with a large smile, having swum across the lagoon, holding onto to Kibbies’ fin.
Making friends with Kibbie
Using sign language
Off on your solo swim
Making friends
My sweetheart dolphin Angel
Swim my Angel, far and wide
Through the surf you glide
Wish you were by my side
But in my heart you reside.
Love you forever
Always have, always will.
xxxxxx
Yellow boats, all in a row
Sunday 3rd July
In my heart you will always be
My sweetest, most precious memory.
Our love will carry on and on
Though from this world, you’re gone.
The sadness never really leaves
Despair is what my mind perceives.
I can’t see you, but you’re there
Close by, all around and everywhere.
Watching dancing dolphins tonight
Were you there too, in the twilight?
Diving through the sparkling sea
No more pain, swimming carefree.
So was that you, my dolphin baby?
‘Cos we’re missing you like crazy.
So peacefully you slipped away
We miss you more each passing day.
Love you forever
My sweetheart
Darling Angel son.
xxxxxx
The dolphins were out there tonight
My dolphin baby
Afternoon sunshine in the harbour
Late evening sun in the harbour
Saturday 2nd July
Life goes on
That’s what people say.
It will get easier
That’s what people say.
The pain will lessen
That’s what people say.
Life does goes on,
But to me,
That’s the saddest part.
Life is going on
Without you.
Will it get easier?
Will the pain lessen?
No passing of time
Will change what you were,
What you meant to us,
Or how you changed our lives.
We miss you my darling
Dearest Angel son.
Love you forever
Always have, always will.
Moon and back.
xxxxxx
Overcast in the harbour this afternoon
Friday 1st July
“My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance
A moment of bliss we spent
Our hearts were filled with a song of romance
As into the night we went
And sang to our hearts’ content
The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on
The night was splendid
And the melody seemed to say
“summer will pass away
Take your happiness while you may”
There ‘neath the light of the moon
We sang a love song that ended too soon
The moon descended
And I found with the break of dawn
You and the song had gone
But the melody lingers on.”
Song composed by Irving Berlin, lyrics by Leda Boehner, 1927
Your song may have ended
But the memories do linger on
In the words and melodies.
And although every song ends
That doesn’t mean
We shouldn’t enjoy the music
Over, and over again.
Love you my sweetheart
To the moon and back
Round the planets
And all the stars.
Love you my Angel
Always have, always will.
xxxxxx
High tide in the harbour this afternoon
Thursday 30th June
I must try,
I must learn,
Not to live without you,
But to live with
The love,
The memories,
The precious moments,
You left behind.
But I’ll never really
Get used to
Being without you.
It’s so hard
To face the fact
That you’re gone.
You’re not coming back.
What we’ve lost
Cannot be returned.
So we look around
Trying to see signs
That you’re close by.
To find you
In what remains.
Loving you forever
Missing you every day
Thinking of you constantly
Trying to put a smile on my face
When there are tears in my heart.
xxxxxx
The view with dinner, through the doorway, across the terrace, to the harbour
Dinner with Dad and your brother
Low tide and grey skies
Wednesday 29th June
In my dreams
Sadness is far away
In my heart
Is where you stay
In my thoughts
I miss you every day
In my mind
We laugh and play
In my head
You chase away the grey
In my soul
Keeping the demons at bay
In my subconscious
I love you forever, I say.
Sleep tight, sweet Starman
Precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
Tuesday 28th June
I will always wonder
Who you might have been
What you would be like
How you would have grown.
And I sit here and whisper
I love you so much
And I try to believe somehow
You can still hear me.
You never, ever leave my mind
You are with me always
Our hearts beat in unison
That’s the way it will always be.
Love you sweetheart
Treasured Angel son.
xxxxxx
Monday 27th June
Just over a month after you were born, your grandfather came to visit from America.
He bought a gift for you.
Six magnums of lbv, (late bottled vintage) port.
Quite ostentatious, but that was Grandfather Hank all over.
Well, we were clearing out, under the stairs, and we came upon the wooden crate. It has been kept in the dark for over thirty years.
I’m not sure what we will do with it.
You didn’t like alcohol; in fact, many a time you would find a bottle in the fridge, open it, and pour it down the sink.
And laugh.
Wine, vodka, in fact anything alcoholic that you deemed was bad for us.
Hmmmm. Cat and mouse with the chilled beverages. You thought it a funny game. We were exasperated.
And now we’re left with individually boxed magnums, with your name on.
Ironic really.
I think you’d give a wry smile, but would you uncork the bottles and pour away the contents? Perhaps not.
Do we break open the crate and try a bottle?
Do we keep the bottles a little while longer?
Do we sell them?
Not sure.
I wonder what you would want us to do?
Perhaps Hank is up there with you, having a glass of port, and you are drinking your lemonade.
Swapping stories, laughing, smiling, planning new adventures.
I hope you’re having fun together.
Miss you Hank.
Miss you Frank.
Love you forever precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
Low tide
Surf school
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 