Wednesday 12th February 


The trees above you 
Tangled and bare 
Like ancient guardians 
Standing there 
Reaching upwards 
In the cold air 
Just intertwined 
As much as they dare 
Their branches weave 
A knotted lair 
Shielding you 
From frost's cruel stare 
Protecting you well
With love and care 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx