Friday 6th September 

The post-holiday blues 
They stealthily creep 
Those memories linger 
Vivid and deep 
But though the journey 
Has met its end 
The road ahead 
Waits round the bend 

There’s always next time 
Another day 
When the skies call 
And we'll drift away 
New adventures await 
Just out of sight 
To fill our hearts 
Reignite the light 

And so for now 
Dream of what's to come 
Knowing that wanderlust 
Is never done 
With every goodbye 
There’s a future hello 
With the promise of places 
We'll someday know 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx