Monday 28th October 

What was left behind 
In the quiet wake of days 
Are echoes of laughter 
And soft, familiar ways 

Traces of moments 
Lingering in the air 
The warmth of a memory 
A touch, a whispered care 

Footprints fading 
Yet deep within the mind 
There’s a part of you 
In all you left behind 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx