Wednesday 11th March 

The day passes slowly 
In this light, sunny haze 
Where memories linger 
And the mind softly plays 

With every small heartbeat 
With every deep sigh 
The moments, they cradle 
The sun sinking nigh 

There’s magic in twilight 
In the dusk’s gentle hold 
As time quietly whispers 
Those secrets unfold 

With the mist all around 
The world feels so near 
In the silence, we listen 
For the echoes we hear 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx