Monday 7th November
  

The loss of you

Is incalculable

But so is my love for you

And so is the love you left behind.

  

Such an amazing life

With awesome adventures

So many lives you touched

A wonderful legacy you left behind.

  

We miss you daily

Thinking of you all the time

Our hearts are utterly broken

I wish you hadn’t left us behind.

 

My precious Angel

Dearest darling son

xxxxxx

Sunday 6th November
  

Wet and windy, squally showers

Dark and stormy, choppy seas

Cold and rainy, heavy downpours

Blustery and overcast, scudding clouds.

  

Love you forever

My precious son

Missing you 

Treasured Angel

xxxxxx

Saturday 5th November
  

Your head now lays gently

On the white, fluffy clouds

That’s how I think of you

As I walk through sadness.

  

Still miss you every day

Your cheeky little face

So innocent yet wise

With so much love to give.

  

Now memories return

To make me smile and cry

Of a life so well lived

But taken far too soon.

  

Love you my Angel

Dearest darling son

To the moon and back

And around the world.

xxxxxx

Friday 4th November

  

The road you travelled

Was filled with love

So many adventures

We were all a part of.

  

The memories are many

And if you close your eyes

Your spirit will soar

Beyond the blue skies.

  

The life you lived

Has come to the end

I look to the heavens

My love I will send.

  

My Starman, Angel traveller

Love you forevermore

xxxxxx

Thursday 3rd November
  

Somewhere beyond the grey clouds

In a tranquil place of love and light

That’s where your soul now belongs

While Angel wings let you take flight.

  

Set free from all the pain and darkness

With a beautiful smile upon your face

You’ve left your earthly home behind

Leaving so many memories to embrace.

  

No matter where you are, my darling

I know your little heart’s still beating

For it’s safely enclosed within my own

You’re with me as long as I’m breathing.

  

Sweetheart Angel son

Missing you so much

Love you forever

xxxxxx

  

Wednesday 2nd November
    

I found a handprint of yours today

With colourful paint you loved to play

Preserved in time forever it will stay

A memory of yours to be put on display.

  

Little hands that held mine so tight

Tiny fingers exploring with delight

Picking up a pencil learning to write

Turning pages many stories to excite.

  

Those hands would hold the horse’s rein

Guiding the animal down the lane

Through the fields, over muddy terrain

And then safely back in the stable again.

  

I miss those hands reaching out to me

My little poppet, such a sweet pea

Holding tightly on to a life carefree

Beyond the clouds you’re flying free.

  

Love you my Angel

Forever and always.

xxxxxx

Tuesday 1st November
  

Six hundred days

That’s such a long time

Six hundred nights

Since your hand held mine.

  

Six hundred mornings

No sounds from your room

Six hundred afternoons

Difficult to resume.

  

Six hundred instances

When you are not there

Six hundred moments

I’d cry in despair.

    
Six hundred evenings

I have said “Goodnight”

Six hundred times

I’d turn out the light.

  

Six hundred sunrises

You’re there in my heart

Six hundred sunsets

We’ll never be apart.

  

Six hundred days an Angel

And I miss you so much

As if it were only yesterday

I last felt your touch.

  

Love you forever

My precious son.

xxxxxx

Monday 31st October
  

Big kisses

Up in the sky

Big kisses

Sent as you fly

Big kisses

From you on high

Big kisses

But I still cry

Big kisses

I still ask why

Big kisses

Angel lullaby.

  

Dearest, darling beloved son

Now you’ll be forever young.

xxxxxx

 

Sunday 30th October

“Skidamarink adink adink,
skidamarink adoo,
I love you.
Skidamarink adink adink,
skidamarink adoo,
I love you.
Skidamarink adink adink,
skidamarink adoo,
I love you.
I love you in the morning
and in the afternoon,
I love you in the evening
and underneath the moon,
Oh, skidamarink adink adink,
skidamarink adoo,
I love you.”

  

Looking along your bookshelves this morning, I noticed a book of songs that you loved: paperback, a little worn and creased, but so well-loved.

Growing up, you would enjoy listening to children’s nursery rhymes, and would wander around, earplugs in, holding on tight to your Sony Walkman, playing cassettes of songs and stories.

In fact whatever age, you loved listening in this way: whether it was pop songs, audio books, the radio or Disney soundtracks.

When we were in Australia, you came across the Wee Sing songs, and learnt all the words to Skidamarink, a nonsensical name, but catchy tune, and we would all sing it together on car journeys.

Listening to this again today took me back to those simple days, filled with love, laughter, songs and innocence.

I do love you; in the morning, afternoon, evening and underneath the moon. And I always will.

https://youtu.be/ug1pI-Ephns

Beloved Angel son

Skidamarink adink adink

I love you

xxxxxx

Saturday 29th October
  

I used to know

My todays and tomorrows

The plans and adventures we would have

The excitement and happiness to come

  

I’d look forward to 

My todays and tomorrows

You were a big part of what we would do

Our family travels centred around you

    

I was happy with

My todays and tomorrows

A life free from worries and uncertainty

We laughed, we lived, loved each other

  

And now

My todays and tomorrows

Seem to be filled with a big, empty void

My heart aches for the missing piece

  

You are there

In all my yesterdays

And I’ll hold your memories close

Taking them forward with me

To new, but different

Todays and tomorrows.

  

Love you yesterday, today and tomorrow

Always have

Always will

Dearest darling Angel son.

xxxxxx