Thursday 9th July

.

Cornish mizzle

Damp, wet drizzle

People grizzle

Hair does frizzle

.

Love you

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Down the hill to Porthmeor Beach

Man’s Head and Clodgy

Dark, moody clouds on the horizon

The Island

The Wharf

Wednesday 8th July

.

Nothing can take

Your memory away

In my heart

Is where you stay

Safely protected

Each and every day

Until such time

I hear you say

I love you lots

Let’s laugh and play

.

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Tuesday 7th July

.

Dreamt I could see your smiling face

But you are in another place

Really wish that wasn’t the case

That you were here, I would embrace

Nothing in this world could replace

My Angel flies with effortless grace

.

Love you sweetheart

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

Monday 6th July

.

Separated by time….

Since the time you left

And the time we meet

In between, so bereft

.

Love you poppet

Darling Angel son

xxxxx

Looking up…. Phone wires and cables

Sunday 5th July

.

More than a memory

Greater than a thought

Your life story remains

So much love, you brought

.

Thinking of you

Missing you

Remembering you

Love you

.

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Saturday 4th July

.

Someday, eventually

We’ll be together

And that’s because

Love lasts forever

My darling son

Forgetting you never

So many memories

To recall whenever

.

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 3rd July

.

Always just under the surface

Beneath the thinnest of ice

Waiting, waiting for a crack

Shattering paradise

.

Silently bubbling away

Like magma finding a crevice

Waiting, waiting for a fissure

With such a feeling of menace

.

Locked in the darkened recesses

There, but bravely hidden

Waiting, waiting to pounce

Grief arrives, unbidden

.

Thinking of you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 2nd July

.

Always together

You and me

A bond of such love

Eternally

.

Never be broken

You and me

Beating as one

In harmony

.

Thinking of you sweetie

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Wednesday 1st July

.

The most important things

Just aren’t ‘things’ at all

They’re hugs, kisses, cuddles

Memories to recall

.

Thinking of you daily

My darling Angel baby

Missing you like crazy

Lots of love from me

.

xxxxx

Tuesday 30th June

.

Misty and murky

With a touch of fog

Quiet at the moment

Some out with their dog

Walking empty streets

Lifeguards on the beach

Not many tourists

Stay safe, all beseech

Two metres apart

Perhaps wear a mask

Be responsible

That’s all we can ask

.

Thinking of you my sweetie

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

An overgrown putting green

A very quiet Porthmeor Beach

Wildflowers growing on the cliff

High tide

Lifeguards with no customers to look after

Harbour slipway

A small yacht at anchor

All the self drive boats ready for tourists