
Thursday 23rd March
Muddling along
Stumble and stray
The way ahead hidden
By mist and grey
The horizon elusive
Out of sight
Anxiety gripping
Throughout the night
Yet I'll shuffle along
One step at a time
With faith and hope
As my guiding climb
And though the route
May not be clear
I'll find my way
Without fear
Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx




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We are here for you every day.
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So very kind of you to say.
Thank you so much.
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I mean it. My thoughts often go to you!
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