
Thursday 13th November
In the quiet
Of morning light
A cup of tea
Warm and bright
The steam curls up
A gentle dance
In that moment
A calming trance
A leaf that twirls
Upon the breeze
Rustling whispers
Through the trees
Each tiny moment
Like a song
Holds memories
Where we belong
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx





