Wednesday 20th February

.

Pain in my soul

Hurt in my eyes

Ache in my heart

Tormented sighs

.

Wearing a mask

Perfect disguise

You cannot see

The silent cries

.

It’s all because

My Angel flies

On wings of gold

In starry skies

.

And I miss you

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Early evening swell

Watching the waves

Harbour high tide