
Friday 6th September
The post-holiday blues
They stealthily creep
Those memories linger
Vivid and deep
But though the journey
Has met its end
The road ahead
Waits round the bend
There’s always next time
Another day
When the skies call
And we'll drift away
New adventures await
Just out of sight
To fill our hearts
Reignite the light
And so for now
Dream of what's to come
Knowing that wanderlust
Is never done
With every goodbye
There’s a future hello
With the promise of places
We'll someday know
Love you so much
Precious sons
Beloved Mum
xxxxx





























































































































































































