Tuesday 1st May

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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

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Love you sweetie

Missing you as always

xxxxxx

Grey and drizzly in the harbour

Monday 30th April

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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

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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

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Such a peaceful, quiet time

Thinking about my Angel

So much to reflect upon

To your memory I’ll stay faithful

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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

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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

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Love you poppet

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Friday 27th April

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I thought I heard your angel voice

Come whispering over the ocean

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Rolling in on the blue-green swell

Filled with much love and emotion

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Remembering your cheeky words

Bringing such smiles of devotion

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It is my heart that strains to listen

As the waves break in slow motion

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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

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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)

Tuesday 24th April

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On our way to Portugal

Almost three hours on the coach

Driving through the countryside

Towards Lisbon we approach

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Rows of vines, olive and cork trees

Pepper the verdant, rolling hills

They’re as far as the eye can see

Also marble quarries and windmills

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Ten days in Spain comes to an end

Wonderful, relaxing break

Being looked after by our son

So many memories to make

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Thinking of you sweetie

Love you forever

Missing you always

Forgotten never

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xxxxxx

Breakfast by the river

Bridge of Palms over the Guadiana River

The palms

Luke off to work

Graffiti in Evora, Portugal…. Liberdade

Viaduct as we approach Lisbon

Old gnarly tree

Monday 23rd April

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Our final, full day

In Badajoz, Spain

Such a super time

We’ll be back again

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Luke teaching today

But time for some beers

When lessons are over

Everyone says “Cheers”

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Frank was always near

When we’re on holiday

Having fun together

In his own sweet way

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Love and miss you poppet

Sweetheart Angel son

Never far from my thoughts

Now forever young

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xxxxxx

Blue skies and decorative ceramics

Tiled seating

Fountains and bandstand in San Francisco Square

Tiled depiction of an old bull fight

More narrow streets

Sunday 22nd April

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Searching for a coffee

In the warm morning rain

Slow and quiet, early start

Shops closed on Sunday in Spain

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Then off to Portugal

A barbecue by the lake

Sun comes out, temperature climbs

The food and beer, just great

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Such a pleasant afternoon

With cow bells gently tinkling

Honking geese, a crested lark warbles

The waves lapping and glistening

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You would have enjoyed the barbecue, cooked by your brother…… pork skewers, sausages and chorizo, eaten with bread and olives.

Missing you sweetheart

Love you so much

To the moon and back

And a little bit more

xxxxxx

Morning coffee

A quiet establishment

The lake, with grey skies when we arrived, at Campo Maior

Boulders and poppies

Growing anywhere

Enjoying lunch

Luke tending to his barbecue

Big, smooth boulders everywhere

Cows and bullocks on the opposite bank