Sunday 18th May 

Sitting above the sand 
With a glass in hand 
Vinho Verde pours 
A taste of the land 

Blue skies unfold 
Stretching far to the sea 
Waves whisper gently 
Inviting and free 

Warm sun on my skin 
A soft breezy sigh 
Moments like these 
Where time drifts by 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx