Though disorganisation

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Sunday 25th February 

Though disorganisation
Reigns in this space
Each fleeting moment
Holds a gentle grace

For beneath the noise
And the tangled lines
Lies a sense of calm
Where stillness shines

But back to the now
Where the present is clear
There's no need for any
Lingering slow fear

The chaos does fade
The mind will find peace
Hopeful and patient
A gentle sweet release

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

Withheld from view

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Thursday 12th February 

Withheld from view 
Stories left untold
Concealed within 
Silence that grows old

It's easier this way
To keep it near
Less painful when
No others can hear

Private the space
Where grief remains
A separate world
To weather the rains 

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

Each breath

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Wednesday 11th February 

Each breath is borrowed
And so quickly spent
No moments lost
On what was never meant
So seizing the hours
As they softly fly
To hold the hearts
Beneath a somber sky

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

The clouds convene

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Tuesday 10th February 

The clouds convene 
A depressing dance
When silence holds
The world in its trance

Then comes the rain
Downpour after downpour
And this is what
We really didn't ask for

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Life is a road

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Sunday 8th February 

Life is a road
That will quickly run
Beneath the moon
And midday sun

A journey swift
And surely free
It rushes out
To the incoming sea

So do not wait
For a little sign
Let the courage
And spirit shine

When seeking to cross 
The rushing stream
Trying to chase 
A waking dream

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

A mental tower

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Saturday 7th February 

A mental tower 
Old and vast
Where moments cling
From beyond the past

The settled dust 
On what remains
Holds whispers from
Forgotten rains

So much unseen
Beneath the grey
A treasure waiting
For the right day

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

Stepping out

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Friday 6th February 

Stepping out upon the edge
Where subtle fear resides
When fortune favours
And bold action guides

Trusting the wind
Catching you as you leap
Where waking dreams
Are better than being asleep 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx