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