Sunday 26th January 

In the silence 
I find myself adrift 
A ship without a compass 
Blowing on spindrift 

Searching for shores 
Of your presence 
A haven of your love 
Your total essence 

As days stretch on 
Each one a testament 
To your absence 
Lost in the sentiment 

A constant reminder 
Of the void 
That now consumes 
Nearly destroyed 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx