Sunday 3rd November 

Eyes set forward 
Hearts awake 
We build and bend 
We form and break 

But memories weave 
In time’s vast thread 
With whispered voices 
Of what’s been said 

The past a guide 
A gentle hand 
Shaping hopes 
Helping to stand 

In the dance of then 
And yet-to-be 
Finding our path 
Both wild and free 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx