
Sunday 6th April
Somnolent Sunday
Quite warm outside
The world moves slow
Like a river's glide
Sunlight spills gently
Through the open door
While shadows dance
Lightly across the floor
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx






Sunday 6th April
Somnolent Sunday
Quite warm outside
The world moves slow
Like a river's glide
Sunlight spills gently
Through the open door
While shadows dance
Lightly across the floor
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx




