Thursday 7th November 

Aimless steps 
On shifting ground 
Lost in silence 
Without a sound 
The world moves on 
Yet here I stay 
Caught in thoughts 
That drift away 

Without a purpose 
Undefined 
Wandering roads 
Within the mind 
Uncertain paths 
Stretch wide and bare 
While questions linger 
In still air 

Yet somewhere 
In this restless state 
Perhaps there’s something 
Small but great 
A spark to guide 
A quiet tirade 
Waiting there 
Beyond the shade 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx