Friday 15th November 

I’m not the same 
As I used to be 
Time has carved 
Its scars on me 

Your absence lingers 
A quiet ache 
A hollow space 
No mask can fake 

You’re not here 
The world feels strange 
Familiar sights 
Now rearranged 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx