I went out in the garden between showers and think I saw one of the last swallows looking for its mates. Very early this year Ducha but it was quite warm.
Love you my little man
Missing You
The Summer is slowly leaving
And the swallows have gone
The leaves are turning in the warmth of the sun
And I am missing you
If we could see into the future
Would we change the choices that we made
if we could turn back the clock
Would we change how we thought
I do not know
But I am missing you
For all our lost friends
That we love with all our heart
For all the tears that we cry
We must remember the smiles
The good times in the photograph
But the space that you left hurts more than words can say
I am missing you
The leaves now are falling
And the trees looking bare
I cannot reconcile my grief
Cos I am missing you