
Sunday 13th April
Freedom whispers
On the breeze
Rustling softly
Through the trees
A chance to smile
A chance to soar
To open up
And ask for more
Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx






Sunday 13th April
Freedom whispers
On the breeze
Rustling softly
Through the trees
A chance to smile
A chance to soar
To open up
And ask for more
Love you so much
Beloved sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx




