
Friday 22nd July
It's time to stop
And recognise
All that's here
With open eyes
The salty air
Cloudless blue skies
Breeze through the trees
Every sunrise
Hope-filled balance
And that's the prize
Love you both so much
Precious sons
xxxxx












Friday 22nd July
It's time to stop
And recognise
All that's here
With open eyes
The salty air
Cloudless blue skies
Breeze through the trees
Every sunrise
Hope-filled balance
And that's the prize
Love you both so much
Precious sons
xxxxx