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
Jan14