Sunday 14th January 

Time is fleeting 
A transitory space 
Making the days count 
In life's embrace 
Having no regrets 
In moments spun 
Living moment to moment 
Each day begun 

Grateful for the breaths 
That slowly unfold 
Reflecting on stories 
Both new and old 
Embracing opportunities 
In every guise 
Making amends 
Where compassion lies 

Looking for the positives 
As the shadows' dance 
A chance for growth 
Perhaps a second chance 
In the mosaic of days 
Woven and spent 
Live with purpose 
Each moment well-meant 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx