Saturday 28th November
.
Some things cannot be mended
They can’t be reassembled
They can though be carried
As the heart gently trembled
.
Love you forever sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Nov28
Category Archives: Musings
Nov27
There is no clock on it
Friday 27th November
.
There is no clock on it
No finishing line
No end in sight
No light at the end of the tunnel
.
Feeling a little low
It won’t last forever
Thinking of you sweetie
Forget you, never
.
My darling Angel son
xxxxx
Nov26
Suddenly
Thursday 26th November
.
Suddenly, something hits so hard
You return to that day
With the pain and heartache
Coming right back to stay
.
And I miss you so
Dearest Angel son
Thinking of you always
Now forever young
.
xxxxx
A chilly and bright Porthmeor Beach
No one in the sea this afternoon
A good swell
A keen wind chills your ears and cheeks
A mackerel sky
That dappled all the way up the coast
Nov25
To Exeter
Wednesday 25th November
.
To Exeter! To Exeter!
To dermatology
The removal of a dodgy mole
Cut it out of me
.
A two week wait! A two week wait!
For histopathology
Let’s hope it’s just simply benign
And all is right with me
.
Thinking of you
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
An early morning drive to Exeter
On the A30
Hawks Tor, China clay pit
“The nearly there” trees, Cookworthy Knapp, near the Devon/Cornwall border
A ‘sundog’
Nov24
Moving
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
Nov23
Incomparable
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
Nov22
A soft, mundane stillness
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
Nov21
I live my life
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
Nov20
Kisses
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
Nov19
Up there you smile
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
