Sunday 10th November 

Laughter echoes 
In an empty space 
Places we dreamed 
Now left erased 

The words unsaid 
The scenes unseen 
Lives we lived 
In might-have-been 

Holding them close 
For they are mine 
Woven with love 
A silent sign 

For every memory 
That's stripped bare 
Is love that lingers 
And always there 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx