Monday 20th January 

A weightless dreamscape 
Finding myself adrift 
Lost in ethereal realms 
The mind does sift 

Through misty depths 
Of subconscious cloud 
Transcending into a world 
Of illusions loud 

Floating through layers 
In a state sublime 
Time has no meaning 
Where space does chime 

Whispers of the wind 
Roaring, soaring high 
Above worries of the world 
Where one can fly 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx