Sunday 8th November

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Sunday thoughts

Turn to you

Just like always

That’s nothing new

.

Thinking of you

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Porthmeor Beach

This afternoon

Blue skies

For a while

Saturday 7th November

.

Leaves are falling

Winter’s calling

Raining, pouring

Gales soon squalling

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Thinking of you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 6th November

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Our love is everlasting

Just as it should be

Your memories won’t fade

In my heart you’re free

.

But I still miss you so

Dearest Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 5th November

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A watery maze

Of ripples in the sand

Where we’d walk

Gently hand in hand

Talking ’bout this ‘n’ that

Spontaneous, unplanned

Such a carefree time

Take me back to dreamland

.

Love you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Low tide

Porthmeor Beach this afternoon

Ripples in the sand

Wending their way to the sea

Sunny and bright

Rippling in the harbour

Much, much quieter ~ Lockdown Day One

Smeaton’s Pier

Reflections

Wednesday 4th November

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Your life may have ended

But the love you left behind

Fills my heart and soul

Your memory I’ll always find

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Love you forever

Forget you never

Always together

For ever and ever

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

A much quieter beach today

Man’s Head

People enjoying the November sunshine in the harbour

Monday 2nd November

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A stranger to myself

Not knowing who I am

Trying to determine

In every way I can

That face in the mirror

A fuzzy hologram

Slightly out of focus

Stuck in a traffic jam

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Miss you poppet

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Weak sunshine after a misty wet start

Sunday 1st November

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Haunted by speculation

Taunted with wonder

Bewildered by thoughts

A lifetime to ponder

.

My sweetheart

My darling

Precious Angel son

Your star sparkling

.

xxxxx

Saturday 31st October

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Memories

Soften the pain

I revisit

Again and again

.

Thinking of you

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

The Christmas lights have been switched on early

To add a little cheer in these strange times

A late afternoon drive through the town

Friday 30th October

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Time travelling for a brief memory

A vignette of a long held moment

Suspended gently in distant space

Our love the main component

.

Just miss you so much

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 29th October

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Love you so much

Out of reach of my touch

To the moon and back

On an orbital track

Way beyond the stars

Past Jupiter and Mars

.

Thinking of you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

A quick walk down the hill to see the waves

High tide, red flags, not a lot of beach left

Bubbling white water

Half term holidaymakers

A good swell hitting the Island

A few surfers braving the pounding of the waves

The power of the waves rushing up the beach sometimes catches people out