
Monday 29th September
The day is done
The race is run
The sun dips low
With golden glow
Fades into hues
Of softer blues
A slower pace
Finds its place
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx





Monday 29th September
The day is done
The race is run
The sun dips low
With golden glow
Fades into hues
Of softer blues
A slower pace
Finds its place
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx



