
Friday 6th April
.
We come to visit every day
Whispering quietly as we may
For quite a few moments we stay
Always some tears to wipe away
Beneath leafy branches you lay
No longer can you come and play
Since you climbed heaven’s stairway
And it always seems like yesterday
.
Love you forever
Forget you never
So precious
My Angel son
xxxxxx





Grey and cool at low tide in the harbour

A black-backed gull