
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



