Sunday 22nd March 

The sun streams in 
A dreamy hue 
A sleepy Sunday 
Fresh and new 
No urgent tasks 
No hurried pace 
Just lazy lounging 
Time and space 

A soft blanket 
A gentle hold 
A story read 
Both new and old 
The coffee steams 
A fragrant haze 
Through sleepy eyes 
A sunlit daze 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx