Wednesday 23rd November
  

A cold November afternoon

You’d go walking through town

Shiny pink, pinched cheeks

Coat done up, hat pulled down

Out in the bracing fresh air

Trampling leaves, all brown

Leaving footprints in the sand

A happy face, never a frown

My precious, sweet Angel

I feel your presence all around

  

Love you forever

Sleep tight sweetheart

xxxxxx