Tuesday 20th October 

Grasping the joy 
However small 
Standing up straight 
Lest you should fall 

This precious gift 
A fragile flame 
Whispers your own 
Unique name 

A doubt, or shadow 
It may creep 
While deeper truths 
Are buried deep 

But in clarity 
Of the light 
Conquering darkness 
With all might 

Love you so much 

xxxxx