Another year without you another poem about you & an ode to a seaside town

Butterflies flew from your heart,

As your next life began to start,

Sparks from a welders iron flew from the heels of your feet,

As they struck the road you walked to your own beat, 

You told me ; "Blaze your own trail, some you pass, some you fail, some you bomb, some you nail, a new page, new stage, now straighten your crown, Pick yourself up and dust yourself down"

Onwards and upwards going to build something better, 

To the land of seagulls, where the earth gets wetter. 

#Another year without you another poem about you.