Daily Archives: March 18, 2018

I didn’t ask


Sunday 18th March


I didn’t ask for memories

We were having so much fun

I thought we’d have more time

More adventures under the sun


I didn’t want memories

I didn’t think I’d need them

Didn’t realise what they’d be

Each one is now a priceless gem


I didn’t assume they’d be memories

Those precious moments in time

Caught forever on camera

Or locked into that heart of mine


And now that’s what you are

A beautiful, treasured memory

My dearest, darling Angel son

Soaring high and flying free.



Cold and grey, but none of the promised snow

My first walk into town for a week, since dislocating my toe