Another year.
I'll always remember when we met, that barbecue, the darkness, the flames, the sea, the sand - and you.

"...when wonderfully, magically, deep inside
A love was born as the embers died."

Dearest Judy.

Dearest, Dearest Judy,
So often in my mind and forever in my heart.
It doesn't get any easier.
I write this and so many wonderful memories come back.
Love always,
Dave.

Dear, dear Judy,
Truly forever missed, forever mourned and forever loved.
In teenage I took your whole family to my heart and hope that life is treating them well.
Dave

"Castle Cove, 1962 - memories of a barbecue" (pictured ).

See how the sad and lifeless sand
Awaits the levelling sea,
Those footprints bring sad memories
Of how we used to be,
The waves that pounded are no more,
But seem too tired to lap the shore.

Yet once there was fire amidst the dark,
And crackling flames and a burning heart,
Your skin much softer than the sand
We lay entwined, or hand in hand,
With young soft lips we kissed and kissed
And sealed that first romantic tryst,
With eyes that shone like the stars above
We loved as only lovers love.

Yes, here in teenage long ago
A bonfire burned and my heart glowed,
And wonderfully, magically, deep inside
Our love was born as the embers died.