Olive Berkon, 1924 – 1997.
Dear Mum/Grambles,
We think of you today
But that is nothing new
We thought of you yesterday
And will tomorrow too
We think of you in silence
And make no outward show
For what it meant to lose you
Only those who love you know
Remembering you is easy
We do it everyday
Its the heartache of losing you
That will never go away.
Still missing you as much as ever Mum. X
