Tuesday 10th June 

New flowers 
Can you see? 
Looking down 
Smiling at me 

Petals bright 
In morning light 
The day awash 
In colours bright 

Dancing gently 
In the breeze 
Whispering  
Poignant pleas 

Each bloom a story 
Soft and sweet 
Treasures standing 
At my feet 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx