Thursday 11th September 

Figuring everything out 
Can feel quite grand 
Yet often the pieces 
Slip through the hand 

Listening inwards 
Where silence sings 
Finding the weight 
Of the smallest things 

Plans laid out 
Like a map in the sun 
Yet life, it seems 
Has a way to run 

In loops and turns 
Unexpected avenues 
Forging strength 
Whilst paying dues 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx