Mysteries

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Thursday 6th April 

I think of all the mysteries
That the night sky holds
Of all the secrets waiting
As the future unfolds
And slowly my worries
They begin to fade away
As I'm filled with wonder
At the beauty of the day

Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx
A few clouds scudding across the sky this morning

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