Wednesday 2nd April 

The flower peeks 
A hint of gold 
Long-winded stories 
Of the year unfold 
With every breeze 
The promise clear 
Of vibrant blooms 
To soon appear 

The days will lengthen 
The sun will rise 
With colours painted 
In the skies 
Waiting patiently 
Heart alight 
For spring to break 
The lingering night 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx