Tuesday 26th January
.
There is surely no ‘other side’
Where, away from fear, you glide
With head held high, you stride
.
But there are times when I’ve cried
Though all the tears may have dried
I’m grateful that you’re my guide
.
Thinking of you
Missing you
Remembering you
Loving you
.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Cloudy, grey, misty, drizzly, rainy all day