
Sunday 21st December
The grey sky weeps a steady, cold refrain
Off to Málaga in the dreary rain
My boy will greet me with a happy smile
Now we're all together, it's so worthwhile
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx












Sunday 21st December
The grey sky weeps a steady, cold refrain
Off to Málaga in the dreary rain
My boy will greet me with a happy smile
Now we're all together, it's so worthwhile
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx










