Saturday 26th March

Gone . . . . . .
You’re not coming back.

Gone . . . . . .
Our whole life as once was.

Gone . . . . . .
Hopes, dreams and plans.

Gone . . . . . .

You have gone.
Those days are gone.
Everything has changed.

Gone . . . . . .

Gone, but never forgotten.
Gone, but memories remain.
Gone, but you’re within our hearts.
Gone, but there’s thirty years of living.

Gone . . . . . .

But you were here.
You did live,
You breathed,
You did exist.

And I love you for all that.
But the missing you is so hard.

Beloved Angel son.

xxxxxxx