Wednesday 30th January

.

A cheeky smile

And twinkling eyes

A naughty laugh

To tantalise

.

Miss you so much

Precious Angel son

Fly high Starman

Your earthly life is done

xxxxxx

Lake Lucerne, October 2006, Frank was 21 years old here

Looking down on the harbour this morning

Driving home from a successful MoT, 😊🚗😊

Tuesday 29th January

.

Every day, all day

Each night, the whole night through

Every moment, and the time between

I’m always thinking of you

.

My precious Angel son

Fly high Starman

Now forever young

xxxxxx

Monday 28th January

.

Grief is present

Because of love

Sadness is here

Because there was happiness

Feelings of loss

Because we had so much

Memories abound

Because we lived every moment

.

You mean so much

Love you forever

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Sunday 27th January

.

Think of you often

Never forgotten

Flowers blossom

Pains soften

.

Love you forever

Forget you never

Always together

Forever and ever

.

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

A very blustery Porthmeor Beach

Rough seas

Saturday 26th January

.

Still finding it hard

To face the fact

That you’ve gone

No more contact

.

With all my love

I tried so hard

You couldn’t stay

Caught off guard

.

So unexpected

You had to go

Off to heaven

Your star’s aglow

.

I miss you so

Sending my love

Hugs and kisses too

To you up above

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Truro cathedral this morning

Friday 25th January

.

Love you my sweet starman

Soaring high in the atmosphere

But missing you so much

My precious darling, my dear

.

Forever in my heart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Thursday 24th January

.

Your life’s story

Ended too soon

No more chapters

Empty pages strewn

With fallen tears

From pain not immune

A half finished book

No time to bloom

.

And I miss you

Sweet Angel son

Love you forever

xxxxxx

Wednesday 23rd January

.

So much more

For you to see

So many places

For you to be

Now from pain

You were set free

Within this life

There’s no guarantee

And you will stay

Forever thirty

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Very low tide in the harbour

Tuesday 22nd January

.

I am always with you

You are never alone

So many memories

Not fading to the unknown

.

I say that to you

But it could also be

You sending down

Those thoughts to me

.

Love you poppet

Forever and always

Treasured Angel son

xxxxxx

Monday 21st January

.

On the inside, I’m stuck

Staying within that moment

When everything stood still

Leaving pain and torment

.

On the outside, you’d hardly know

I’m carrying on quite well

With all the everyday things

With a mask, no one can tell

.

But there is so much love for you

And with that comes so much grief

A bittersweet existence now

So much sorrow with no relief

.

And yet, memories keep me going

And I can smile at each one

You will never leave my heart

Precious Angel, forever young

.

xxxxxx

Grey and drizzly this afternoon

Harbour high tide