
Sunday 18th April
.
You don’t pop into my thoughts
You don’t cross my mind
You are simply there always
Our are souls intertwined
.
Thinking of you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx








Sunday 18th April
.
You don’t pop into my thoughts
You don’t cross my mind
You are simply there always
Our are souls intertwined
.
Thinking of you
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx








Saturday 17th April
.
Happy birthday Luke
Today you’re thirty four
Wishing you happiness
With love and so much more
Just wish we could be there
To help you celebrate
Soon as lock down is over
We’re on a plane, can’t wait
.
Happy birthday Luke
Love you lots
From all of us
And Frank too
xxxxx
.

Friday 16th April
.
You are always mine
And I will always be yours
Even though you’ve gone
Beyond to heavenly shores
.
Love you poppet
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx







Thursday 15th April
.
If I always
Think of you
You’ll never be
Gone from view
.
A safe place
Within my heart
Holds you dear
Never apart
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Precious Angel son
xxxxx







Wednesday 14th April
.
An album full of souvenirs
Keepsakes and mementos
Many snapshots of your life
With love, my heart overflows
.
Love you sweetheart
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx








Tuesday 13th April
.
I may fall down
I might stumble
I won’t stay there
Will not crumble
I will get up
I will stand tall
Breathe in fresh air
Smile after all
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx





Low tide in the harbour this morning

Monday 12th April
.
I know there’ll be bad days
And I’m sorry if I moan
I also know they’ll end
I won’t feel so alone
Happy times on their way
Some of the pain has flown
.
Thinking of you
My darling Angel son
xxxxx







Sunday 11th April
.
Cherry blossom petals
Warmer days ahead
Listening to the birdsong
Across the sky, wings spread
.
Thinking of you as always
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx






Saturday 10th April
.
This pain
Won’t go away
.
Maybe
It lessens
.
Some days
It returns
.
With a
Vengeance
.
The pain
Is a reminder
.
Of a life
Well loved
.
It will last
A lifetime
.
Love you sweetheart
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx







Friday 9th April
.
An ocean of expectation
A sky full of imagination
Mountains filled with speculation
A world of conversation
.
Hopes and dreams, evaporation
A desert of hallucination
Air filled with reservation
Just waiting for inspiration
.
Love you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx


