Each new day

The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)

Sunday 8th July


Each new day

I feel the same about you

Suddenly you were gone

And away you flew


Nothing is the same

The future that won’t be

Seeing you grow old

Now you’re forever thirty


Life has changed

The spark is not so bright

Sighs and emptiness

Grief’s bitter bite


Every night time

I think about you

You’re no longer missing

In my dreams you’re true


Treasured Angel son


Holidaymakers enjoying the sunshine

Warm in the harbour

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