Monday 3rd May 
. 
A tiny bit of blue
Passing quickly through 
Chased by clouds of grey
The rain is on its way 

Love you sweetheart
My darling Angel son 
xxxxx 

Friday 30th April 
. 
Turning the corner 
A critical point 
But then what happens 
To disappoint? 
More and more corners 
Life to disjoint 
Just keep on going 
Find a vantage point 
Re-evaluate 
New path to exploit 
. 
Thinking of you 
Beloved Angel son 
xxxxx 

Thursday 29th April

Pain and wounds 
Do they heal? 
Scar tissue 
To conceal 
Grief and hurt 
Helps to seal 
Heartbroken 
An ordeal 
As those layers 
Start to peal 
Underneath 
Torment's real 
Shadowing 
Life to steal 
Memories 
Can reveal 
A future 
That's surreal 
Realise that 
Love can feel 

Love you forever
Forget you never 
Always together 
For ever and ever
.
Precious Angel son 
xxxxx 

Wednesday 28th April

I shall speak of you 
And write to you too 
The words my fill pages 
Of all I see and do 
With love sent to you 
. 
Love you sweetheart 
Moon and back 
Treasured Angel son 
xxxxx 

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Tuesday 27th April 
. 
Taking time….. 
To breathe 
To stop 
To observe 
To acknowledge  
To absorb 
To stand 
And be.....
. 
Thinking of you 
Beloved Angel son 
xxxxx 

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Monday 26th April

.
Sometimes it feels like yesterday

Sometimes it’s eons ago

But the reality doesn’t change

You’re gone; that’s all I know

.

Love you sweetheart

Moon and back

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

Sunny again at Porthmeor Beach

Choppy waves

Shades of blue

A sheltered harbour

High tide

The best spot, out of the wind

Sunday 25th April

.

Just fleeting creatures

Individual features

Transient lives

Become archives

Waves advancing to shore

Breaking, then no more

So what lives on

After you’ve gone?

Memories and smiles

Lasting for miles and miles

.

Thinking of you daily

My darling Angel baby

Missing you like crazy

And loving you greatly

.

xxxxx

A brisk breeze

Blowing onto Porthmeor Beach

Windbreaks are an advantage

Sunday sunshine

The slipway

Choppy waves again

Clear blue skies

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Saturday 24th April

The familiar road
Can sometimes lead
To unknown pathways 
Where we must proceed 

.

Thinking of you sweetie

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

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Friday 23rd April

.

Moving forward

Slowly is fine

Doesn’t have to be

In a straight line

.

Love you sweetheart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

Pleasant and sunny

Lifeguards on duty

Very windy in the harbour

Choppy waves

Self drive boats and the rib ride

Thursday 22nd April

.

Mixed emotions

Hurting but smiling

Fearful but brave

Troubled but reconciling

.

Thinking of you my darling

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx