Sunday 26th February
  

I try so hard to hide my sorrow

(You’re not supposed to cry)

Instead I speak of you everyday

And the memories intensify.

  

Remembering all your qualities

That made you so individual

Such a quirky personality

An enigma, a true original.

  

When you were born, the doctors said

“They broke the mould upon your birth”

You grew up into someone special

We loved you beyond all our worth.

  

And so it was, when you breathed your last

A massive veil of heartache descended

Obliterating our future plans

With broken lives that can’t be mended.

  

And so we try to pick up the pieces

A rollercoaster of love and grief

Some days are better than others

We just have to have a strong belief.

  

Truly grateful for those thirty years

To watch you develop and grow

Our dearest, darling Angel son

Love you more than you’ll ever know.

  

xxxxxx