Saturday 25th January 

Blue skies stretch wide 
A canvas of crisp clarity 
Chilly wind whispers 
Through bare branches of January 

Each gust carries 
The promise of renewal 
The silent hush of winter 
Embracing the world to refuel  

Yet beneath the chill 
Life stirs, waiting 
For the sun's gentle nudge 
To awaken and start creating  

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx