Thursday 28th June
.
It seems like yesterday
But feels like forever
An absolute eternity
An aeon without us together
.
Missing you like crazy
My darling Angel baby
xxxxxx
The heatwave continues
Perfect conditions
Jun28
An aeon
Category Archives: son
Jun27
A lovely day again
Wednesday 27th June
.
A lovely day again
So, where are you then?
No clouds to soar between
You’re nowhere to be seen
Or is that songbird singing
A sign, to me, you’re bringing?
Twittering away so happily
Saying “Hello” to your family
.
Love you sweetie pie
Forever and always
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Tropical blues and surf schools
Seabird soaring
Jun26
A wretched thief
Tuesday 26th June
.
Is it becoming easier
More manageable?
A slow, dull pain
Quite unimaginable
.
As time goes by
There are more occasions
When I’m missing you
Such as our vacations
.
New adventures
To different places
Without you
Bringing smiles to faces
.
Not so much
Outward grief
Just an emptiness
Cancer: a wretched thief
.
Love you forever
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Calm, and very warm on Porthmeor Beach
Holidaymakers enjoying the beautiful weather
A little more choppy in the harbour
Boats queuing up to take more passengers out to Seal Island
Jun25
Kisses from you
Monday 25th June
.
Kisses from you
Adorn the sky
Big white crosses
As you soar by
Love you always
My Angel guy
Up in heaven
Is where you fly
.
xxxxxx
A big, fluffy kiss in the sky… when we visited you this morning
More kisses…
Kisses over Porthmeor Beach….
Looking the other way, more kisses there…..
Jun24
Sky’s on fire
Sunday 24th June
.
Sky’s on fire
Sunset smile
Lost in time
For a while
.
Nature’s best
Paint brush style
Sweeping strokes
To beguile
.
Sea meets sky
Cliff’s profile
Standing proud
Lovely isle
.
Last night the atmosphere reddens
It was you who painted the heavens
.
Sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx
The sun going down over Porthmeor Beach, with Man’s Head and the cliffs in profile
The view from your bedroom window
From the front door, as the colours deepen
The sky’s on fire
It was you who painted the heavens
Sea meets sky
Jun23
Watercraft
Saturday 23rd June
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Watching wistful waves
Observing otherworldly oceans
Surveying sentimental seas
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A day spent looking at sailboats
Motorcruisers, gigs and canoes
So many kinds of watercraft
Sunshine and beautiful blues
.
Surveying sentimental seas
Observing otherworldly oceans
Watching wistful waves
.
Love you
My sweet Angel of the high seas
Miss you
Your voice carries on the breeze
.
xxxxxx
Busy Porthmeor Beach
Calm in the harbour
Sailing dinghies enjoying an afternoon regatta
Gigs pulled up on the slipway
Self-drive, a jumbo and a Seal Island boat
Jumbo tacking its way into the harbour
A group of canoes paddling over from Porthminster Beach
Jun22
Memory lane again
Friday 22nd June
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Walking down memory lane again
Because the gates never close
As long as I keep saying your name
My love for you still grows
.
This bumpy reminiscence road
Filled with stories from the past
Is somewhere I can go alone
To be in your presence at last
.
The pot-holed path of nostalgia
Means choosing your way care
Remembering all the good times
With adventures beyond compare
.
Love you forever
Forget you never
Keep us together
Always and ever
.
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Porthmeor breeze
Harbour blues
Jun21
The things you used to say
Thursday 21st June
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Where’re we going today?
What we gonna do?
Are we nearly there yet?
I really need a poo
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I want to buy some sweeties
Can I have some money?
A book, a comic, a drink or two
And my nose is runny
.
Oh my, the things you used to say
You would call me blondie
And Dad was old, grey hair
You cheeky, little monkey
.
I’d love to hear your voice right now
Coming out with nonsense and wit
I’ll treasure all those memories
Along with your infallible spirit
.
I loved your idiosyncrasies
Along with a great personality
So full of love and humour
An innocent geniality
.
Love you forever
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Looking down on the town this morning
The Island and Porthmeor Beach
Ragwort growing on the cliffs
Porthgwidden Beach
HMAS Cerberus, Australia, 1990……a cheeky grin, even then
Jun20
I just stand
Wednesday 20th June
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Sometimes I just stand
And up to the sky, I stare
Wishing you were beside me
Standing close by, right there
.
You’d reach out, hold my hand
A great big smile on your face
Such a sweet, innocent child
No longer on this earthly place
.
Now up there, among the clouds
With angels, you’re flying so high
Leaving us to carry on
Remembering, with a tearful eye
.
Missing you sweetie
Love you forever
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Misty, warm, and a small low tide swell on Porthmeor Beach
Jun19
Surrounded
Tuesday 19th June
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I’m surrounded by memories of you
Everywhere I go, each corner I turn
A scene, a song, a smell, a trigger
It’s your physical presence I yearn
.
Missing you sweetheart
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 