Friday 6th November 

The path unwinds 
A ribbon of grey 
And where I stand 
I cannot stay
My feet must tread 
A different ground 
As echoes of 
The past resound 

When shadows fall 
And doubts do creep 
Silent promises 
Are hard to keep
Through lonely hours 
When spirits fray 
You were the sun 
That chased clouds away 

Love you so much 

xxxxx