
Wednesday 11th March
The day passes slowly
In this light, sunny haze
Where memories linger
And the mind softly plays
With every small heartbeat
With every deep sigh
The moments, they cradle
The sun sinking nigh
There’s magic in twilight
In the dusk’s gentle hold
As time quietly whispers
Those secrets unfold
With the mist all around
The world feels so near
In the silence, we listen
For the echoes we hear
Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx











































































