Sunday 20th August

  

Watching the world go by

At the clouds in the blue sky

People wand’ring nearby

You’re there in my mind’s eye

An Angel soaring on high

  

Thoughts of you come with a sigh

Miss you sweetie, that’s no lie

So many questions start with ‘Why?’

Now on mem’ries to rely

You’re not here, so why am I?

    

My Angel son

Forever young

xxxxxx