In the realm of dreams Where those expectations lie Finding ourselves lost And wondering why Life's unpredictable ways Can sometimes obscure The path we'd envisioned Of which we were so sure
Love you so much Beloved sons Treasured Mum xxxxx
St Ives this morning Porthmeor Beach this afternoon The harbour, with a watchful seagull Visiting yacht Not too many on the beach Towards Kitty’s Corner in the background
Breathing in the courage That blossoms within Acknowledging the strength That has always been No longer defined By the trauma that held sway Forging ahead Embracing a brighter day
Disconnecting from the past A daunting task indeed For memories cling tightly Like ivy to a weed Yet within my being A flicker of hope resides A yearning for a life Where the pain subsides With hesitant steps I venture to the unknown Leaving behind the scars That have deeply grown Each footprint marks My resolve to break free To reclaim my purpose And rediscover the real me
In realms of dreams Where expectations lie Finding ourselves lost And wondering why Life's unpredictable ways Can sometimes obscure A path envisioned That's there no more
Love you so much Precious sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
Fluffy clouds over St Ives this morning Holy Trinity Church, Tresillian
Be kind and gentle For everyone has a story to tell A narrative of resilience Love, and battles fought well Look beyond the surface With an open heart and mind And discover many treasures Rare and hard to find
Love you so much Precious sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
A dull start to the afternoon on Porthmeor Beach Many surfers enjoying the waves Looks a bit cold and choppy Grey clouds over the harbour Later on it became much warmer And the sun came out!
After weeks of endless sunshine rays Skies now painted in shades of greys No vibrant hues to meet the eye Just dreariness filled with a sigh The world seems colourless and bland As dampness settles across the land Yet the garden needs rain to pour And return it to splendour once more To quench the earth, revive its bloom To end the dryness and the gloom
Love you so much Treasured sons Beloved Mum xxxxx
Choppy waves at Porthmeor Not too inviting A few trying the surf Still and grey in the harbour Self drive boats Calm Red self drive boats The Jumbo boats have been out sailing
Inside every person you see There is someone you don't know A world of secrets Where emotions silently flow Behind the smiles and laughter That they often display Lies a depth unknown Hidden beneath the everyday