
Saturday 6th November
In my heart I'll take you
Walking beneath the trees
Raindrops softly float down
Your hand, I gently squeeze
Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx





Saturday 6th November
In my heart I'll take you
Walking beneath the trees
Raindrops softly float down
Your hand, I gently squeeze
Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx





Friday 5th November
Illuminated leaves
Golden copper on trees
Blue skies for a while
Looking up with a smile
Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx









Thursday 4th November
Carrying memories
Is so much lighter
Than holding onto grief;
The comfort seems brighter
Love you both
My wonderful sons
xxxxx




Wednesday 3rd November
Smiles aren't always
Confident
Tears are sometimes
Jubilant
Laughing can be
Feigned
A grimace
Unexplained
Those hidden feelings
With private dealings
You never really know
Yet go with the flow
Love you both
Darling sons
xxxxx








Tuesday 2nd November
My unconditional love
Sparkles like stars above
For both my treasured sons
Precious, beloved ones
Love you both so much
xxxxx





Monday 1st November
Raindrops gently falling
Decorating the petals
Beading crystals sparkling
Diamonds and precious metals
Love you both so much
Treasured sons
xxxxx










Sunday 31st October
The clocks went back
Winter creeps in
Dark afternoons
Cold air on skin
Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx







Saturday 30th October
Going out to dinner
With sister and niece
She's sixty on Monday
Don't call the police!
Far too many candles
Cards on the mantelpiece
Presents and messages
And balloons to release
Love you both so much
Precious sons
xxxxx






Friday 29th October
Cool Autumn breeze
Blows golden leaves
From quivering trees
A branch striptease
Released trapeze
Scattering with ease
Love you both
Darling sons
xxxxx








Thursday 28th October
It's come round again
For my annual scan
Breath in, staying calm
Doing the best I can
Results in next month
Playing the waiting game
Scanxiety's quite high
Staying upbeat's the aim
Seven years, on trial
For melanoma
Seems I've taken on
A different persona
BP's a bit high
Understandable
Those internal fears
Quite irrational
Vigilance and care
When out in the sun
For it could come back
Bite you on the bum
It's a sneaky thing
This malignancy
Try to live life with
Capability
Leaving this morning
Seven forty five
Home at five pm
A long day, and drive
Love you both
Treasured sons
xxxxx


