Friday 9th June 

A tangled maze of whimsical dreams 
Go chasing whispers in the breeze 
Questions, like murmurs from moonbeams 
Elusive truths dance amidst the trees 

Longing for a glimmer of light 
To guide through this labyrinthine mind 
Shadows weave and confound the sight 
Certainty remains so hard to find 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx