
Thursday 4th March
.
You’re always with me
Right here by my side
I sense your presence
As I take each stride
Gentle wind blown sighs
A rustling of leaves
Quietly whispering
So my heart believes
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx





Thursday 4th March
.
You’re always with me
Right here by my side
I sense your presence
As I take each stride
Gentle wind blown sighs
A rustling of leaves
Quietly whispering
So my heart believes
.
Thinking of you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx



