
Saturday 31st May
Hoping for a gentle light
While thinking guides with steadfast might
Hoping can dream of sunny days
When thinking plans thoughtful ways
Hoping may paint a future bright
So thinking sharpens day and night
Hoping smiles with calming grace
Then thinking sets the measured pace
Hoping breathes a sweet perfume
As thinking clears away the gloom
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx
































































































