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Our holiday at the sea side day eleven by Ann Wood

Good morning world, I am still in bed but have to get ready for breakfast. I get a shower and dressed, then go to my moms' room to ask her what the plan is for today? It is my late dad birthday and we normally go to visit his grave but this year we are not at home. It is beautiful day. I will write a poem in memory of my dad. Mom says that we will go to the local church to have pray for him and after that lunch in local hotel with Italian food. We go for breakfast in my uncles caravan, it is bigger then ours. We have nice big full English breakfast and fruits salad, fresh made juice tea and coffee. I help my auntie to clean after breakfast, and ask her if she can make my dads favorite cake for tonight. She says she will do it and also will play his favorite songs after dinner. I miss him so badly; he was too young to die. We left the caravan park at 9am go to the church and have our prayers for my dad. After that mom sing his favorite songs and read a poem she was wrote last night for him. It is such a beautiful poem, full with love and sadness. She really misses and loves him dearly. After the church finish at 12 pm we go to the hotel, for our lunch. Mom was order they to cook all his favorite dishes and wine, also a big cake saying Happy Birthday to my late husband, I miss you darling. We enjoy our lunch and shared our memories about him. My grand parents by my dad side both were dead long time ago before I was born. He wasn't having any brothers or sisters and I am the last member of that family. One day I hope I have a son to renew the name and continuous the family name. I want to have a big family, that my child not be alone like I am. After the lunch we go for walk and visit the garden centre. Then we go to the beach to make pictures to remember our visit here in Bath. Tomorrow we will leave Bath and go to Blackpool for few days. After that we will go to Wales for few days then up to Scotland and North Ireland. I really enjoying our holiday and the weather is nice. At 6pm we get back to the caravan park and start getting ready for the BBQ night and birthday party in memory of my dad. I get to my room and write my poem to him. Later at the party I will read it to the family. At 8pm the dinner was ready and we all get on the table on the front of both caravans. It was lovely evening and we all were sharing our memories of my dad. My auntie plays all his songs and mom sings them. After that I read my poem and say a prayer for him. At 12 am we all go to bed. I was a bit sad because miss my dad. I was having a dream about him when I get asleep. Good night world, be safe, take care and blessed be all.




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Written on 2017-06-04 at 11:25

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Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you Ken for both lovely coments
2017-06-04


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Those who have past this way. Who left their love with us. When they pass away, love with us that love they gave us. Remembered with love and smiles. Some one wrote; beter to of loved, been loved, than nolove at all.
Ken
2017-06-04


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
I am so enjoying the story telling, Ann, like being with you. :)
Ken.
2017-06-04