Sunday 23rd March 

Pillows embrace 
In soft, tender care 
Blankets wrap round 
A warm, cozy lair 

Time drips like honey 
Sweet and unhurried 
In this gentle moment 
Not really worried 

Books lie inviting 
Their pages dog-eared 
Tales of adventure 
Though never steered 

Clock takes a pause 
Its ticking subdued 
In this lazy haven 
Slowly renewed 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx