Monday 29th May
He’s gone too soon
So far away
Flying around
Heaven’s highway
If only you
Were here to stay
Thinking of you
Just everyday
Sending my love
To where you lay.
Dearest Angel son
Moon and back
Friday 26th May
We awoke early and left the house at six thirty to drive to Bath to meet up with friends from Australia whom I haven’t seen for four years. They are over in this country, travelling, staying in London at present, then going on to France, Belgium and Holland.
The day was glorious; we talked and talked: reminiscing, and walked and walked and walked: sightseeing.
We began with a Bath Bun and coffee at Sally Lunn’s tea house, then explored the streets, marveling at the Roman architecture, wandering around the Abbey, finding the Royal Crescent of Georgian townhouses, eating a picnic in the park beside the river, strolling across the Pulteney Bridge and looking at the masses of water flowing over the weir. We ended the day with a few beers, sitting outside at a pub, chilling, chatting and people watching.
A terrific day, catching up with old friends, enjoying the lovely sunny weather.
You liked Bath my darling, and as we were walking around, I imagined you with us, every step of the way.
Love you sweetheart.
Beloved Angel son.
Thursday 25th May
My Angel’s walking on the beach
Holding books filled with facts to teach
Fingers clasped tightly around each
But he now remains silent of speech
And he’s so far beyond my reach.
Love you my darling Angel
To the moon and back
Across the golden sands
Breaking waves a soundtrack.
Tuesday 23rd May
You never know
You just don’t know
What tomorrow brings.
No guarantees
No promises
Until the fat lady sings.
Live now
Love now
Achieve so many things.
Hold them tight
Hold them close
Savour the love that clings.
Leave a legacy
Leave footprints
Until you gain your wings.
Love you sweetheart
Treasured Angel son
No endings, just beginnings.
Sunday 21st May
I’ll keep you in my heart
I’ll find you in my dreams
I’ll hold your memory close
That’s all that’s left, it seems.
I see you in the clouds
On a butterfly’s wing
A friendly robin’s song
Reminders, to which I cling.
Love you forever
Precious Angel son