Saturday 5th May

.

The rest of the country

Might be bathed in sunshine

But down here in Cornwall

The fog clings to the brine

.

Feels a little like me

Stuck beneath a dark cloud

Whilst all around I see

Smiles, laughter in the crowd

.

Out on the horizon

I can see the blue sky

Edging ever closer

My world to beautify

.

Remembering your sweet smile

Dearest, darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Foggy Bank Holiday weekend on Porthmeor Beach

Low tide and grey in the harbour

Smeaton’s Pier

Friday 4th May

.

Although I know where you are

It still hurts so very much

No more memories to be made

Up there, just beyond my touch

.

Love you forever

Missing you sweetheart

Forgotten never

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Grey, today, all day…….

Thursday 3rd May

.

I talk to someone

He’s right there

You can’t see him

But I don’t care

He smiles at me

I hold his hand

We meet at night

In my dreamland

My darling boy

Sweet Angel son

Now and forever

Thirty years young

.

xxxxxx

Tuesday 1st May

.

Thirty years of wonder

Thirty years of love

Now you’ve gone to heaven

Watching us from above

Our darling Angel son

We’re so very proud of

.

Love you sweetie

Missing you as always

xxxxxx

Grey and drizzly in the harbour

Monday 30th April

.

Beyond the white clouds

Over the blue horizon

Beneath the sunbeams

Your smile does brighten

A cool, blustery day

With a wind-whipped swell

Where sea-dipping gulls

On the edge do dwell

.

Love you sweetheart

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Towards Clodgy, choppy seas

Bright, but bitter

Few on the sand in the cold wind

Low tide in the harbour

Sunday 29th April

.

Such a peaceful, quiet time

Thinking about my Angel

So much to reflect upon

To your memory I’ll stay faithful

.

Always and forever

Moon and back

Son and Angel

xxxxxx

Porthmeor with a cold North Easterly wind

Not many venturing into the sea

Choppy harbour

Warmer in the corner

Too rough for the pleasure boats

Saturday 28th April

.

Sometimes our paths in life

Take us to places

We never dreamt we’d go

Unexpected spaces

Not on our travel list

No time to pack suitcases

A long, lonely road

With no smiling faces

Grief is carried forever

But mem’ries leave traces

That soften the blows

Within Angel embraces

.

Love you poppet

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Friday 27th April

.

I thought I heard your angel voice

Come whispering over the ocean

.

Rolling in on the blue-green swell

Filled with much love and emotion

.

Remembering your cheeky words

Bringing such smiles of devotion

.

It is my heart that strains to listen

As the waves break in slow motion

.

Love you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

A grey afternoon in St. Ives

Waves breaking on the slipway

I was caught out, and got wet!

Thursday 26th April

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Safely back home again

After two weeks away

The weather’s not so good

But be that as it may

We’ve had such a good time

With your brother each day

Adventures, exploring

We would have liked to stay

But he goes back to work

So ends our holiday

Always thinking of you

Upon the clouds you lay

My darling Angel son

A sparkling, sunshine ray

.

xxxxxx

Driving home

The countryside looks so green

Your flowers still going strong

Frankie Angel Bear was waiting for me when I arrived home (made by Cubbies Guardian Angel Bears)