
Wednesday 17th May
The sun sets low
The day grows old
We reminisce
On stories told
The memories
Remain so bright
With the joy
That filled our sight
Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx






Wednesday 17th May
The sun sets low
The day grows old
We reminisce
On stories told
The memories
Remain so bright
With the joy
That filled our sight
Love you so much
Treasured sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx