
Friday 2nd April
.
So loved and cherished
By all who knew you
You left us memories
Where we can rendezvous
.
Moon and back
Precious Angel son
Love and hugs
Now forever young
xxxxx





Frank and I, 1986

Friday 2nd April
.
So loved and cherished
By all who knew you
You left us memories
Where we can rendezvous
.
Moon and back
Precious Angel son
Love and hugs
Now forever young
xxxxx





Frank and I, 1986

Thursday 1st April
.
The first of April
Time for awareness
Lumps, bumps and swellings
Do not feel helpless
.
Testicular Cancer
Need to check your balls
Don’t be embarrassed
Heed the doctor’s calls
.
Teens to the thirties
Are mostly affected
Do yourself a favour
Shouldn’t be neglected
.
Don’t leave it too late
For it can be cured
If it’s caught early
You can rest assured
.
A taboo subject
Whispered quietly
Can’t happen to me
Can fill with anxiety
.
Grab life by the goolies
But if there’s a pain
Have your tackle checked out
Your health to maintain
.
Thinking of you as always
My darling Angel son
xxxxx

I have posted this before (2018), but thought I’d share again


Going down Porthmeor Hill to the beach

Windbreaks drying infront of the surf school

The harbour at low tide

Wednesday 31st March
.
Deep sighs
Shoulders rise
Suppressed cries
Pain disguise
Filling eyes
Brighter skies
My Angel flies
.
Thinking of you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx








Tuesday 30th March
.
The past cannot be
Changed or rearranged
Erased or replaced
Relinquished or extinguished
.
So I remember
Adventures and family ventures
Big smiles, travelling miles
And so much fun in the sun
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx







Monday 29th March
.
As long as I have
Love in my heart
You’ll walk beside me
We’ll never part
Tightly holding hands
Our journey can start
I won’t unravel
I won’t come apart
.
Love you poppet
My darling Angel son
xxxxx






Sunday 28th March
.
Precious memories
You left behind
So thankful that
They’re there to remind
.
Love you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx






Saturday 27th March
.
Sunshine and showers
Ebbing while flowing
Joy then sadness
Conscious, yet unknowing
.
Sorrow mixed with joy
Backwards more than forwards
Wide awake but tired
Immobile, yet moving onwards
.
Opposites and paradoxes
Balance is stressful
Breathing yet suffocating
Trying hard to be successful
.
Thinking of you
My darling Angel son
xxxxx






Friday 26th March
.
I thought I couldn’t
But I try so hard
Even though my heart
Is broken and scarred
.
Continue to breathe
Wake up each morning
Remembering you
Grief. No forewarning
.
Thinking of you sweetie
My beloved Angel son
xxxxx







Thursday 25th March
.
Those dark clouds
Have silver linings
A soaring chorus
Of divine hymns
.
Thinking of you my sweetie
I give my love completely
I see your smile so sweetly
A tendency to be cheeky
.
Love you poppet
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx




Earlier this morning

The River Hayle at St Erth

A drive out this afternoon

Wednesday 24th March
.
Sunshine and daffodils
A perfect Spring day
Endless blue sky
Sending love your way
.
Thinking of you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx











