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