Tuesday 26th January

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There is surely no ‘other side’

Where, away from fear, you glide

With head held high, you stride

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But there are times when I’ve cried

Though all the tears may have dried

I’m grateful that you’re my guide

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Thinking of you

Missing you

Remembering you

Loving you

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Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Cloudy, grey, misty, drizzly, rainy all day