
Friday 6th December
The skies darken
As the storm draws near
But we press on
Pushing aside our fear
For home awaits us
With its hearth and fire
A comforting presence
Our only desire
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx






Friday 6th December
The skies darken
As the storm draws near
But we press on
Pushing aside our fear
For home awaits us
With its hearth and fire
A comforting presence
Our only desire
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx




