Tuesday 21st February
In the still of the night
When all is quiet and calm
My mind begins to wander
And worries start to swarm
What if tomorrow never comes
Or if it comes too soon?
What if I never find my way
Or if I stumble at noon?
Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
In the still of the night such thoughts come to many of us
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That, they do.
Thank you.
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Those Academy steps photographs are good, if daunting 🙂
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Thank you Derrick.
They certainly make you puffed upon reaching the top!
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