The end of March approaches

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Thursday 27th March 

The end of March approaches
Leaving behind the sadness
A month full of pain and sorrow
Should be filled with gladness

Edges of grief begin to soften
Like snow melting to the ground
Shadows recede, light whispers hope
As sunlight spreads around

Winter's heavy cloak unravels
Threads of memory slowly unwind
Mellow promises of renewal emerge
As all becomes aligned

Echoes of past struggles fade
Winds carry broken dreams away
Springtime breathes its first soft breath
As bud-filled branches start to sway

March will release its hold
Transformation waits in the wings
Healing dawns, silent and slow
Let's see what life now brings

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

A gentle breeze

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Wednesday 26th March 

A gentle breeze
Of gratitude
For every moment
And every mood

A soft thank you
Whispered to the sky
For love, for life
And all that drop by 

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

For even

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Tuesday 25th March 

For even in
Depths of despair
Life finds a way
Through heavy air
In the gloom
There’s joy to find
A reminder that
Hope lives intertwined

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Grey and damp

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Monday 24th March 

Grey and damp
The chill descends
Whispering bleakness
As daylight ends
Dark clouds hover
Thick and low
Veiling the sun
Melancholic glow

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx

Pillows

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Sunday 23rd March 

Pillows embrace
In soft, tender care
Blankets wrap round 
A warm, cozy lair

Time drips like honey
Sweet and unhurried
In this gentle moment
Not really worried

Books lie inviting
Their pages dog-eared
Tales of adventure
Though never steered

Clock takes a pause
Its ticking subdued
In this lazy haven
Slowly renewed

Love you so much
Precious sons
Treasured Mum
xxxxx

In the darkest hour

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Friday 21st March 

In the darkest hour
Before the light
Solitude wraps
The world in night 

No footsteps echo
None are near
Forlorn and still
The silence clear

Yet in this quiet
Whispers grow
Hints of morning's
Sunrise glow

Though shadows loom
And spirits mourn
Newness awakens
With the dawn

Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx