Saturday 3rd September
  

September leaves are falling

Rain dropping from the sky

Looking at your headstone

I find myself asking “Why?”

  
We had so much fun together

I pause, think of you awhile

And now that you are gone

Some days it’s hard to smile.

  

Feeling a bit down today

Doesn’t happen very often

Perhaps it’s the weather

My pain will slowly soften.

   

Maybe it’s the dreary grey

When all I can do is sigh

The world has lost it’s sparkle

Still asking myself “Why?”

  

Missing you today

Sweetheart

Angel son

xxxxxx