I don't like May....

[mazzy]

I don't like May - it's sad you see
Too many memories crowd in on me.
Some happy times there were, I know
But oh the sadness, can't let go.

A little girl with flowers fair
Running home, with tousled hair -
Mummy, Ive brought flowers, see-
Take them out, they're unlucky for me.

Was that when May became so bad,
A little girl who had been quite glad.

Years move on, still only a child,
She got it wrong , she wasn't wild.
And on that sunny day in May
They took her precious baby away.

So on the years go, with heavy heart,
She just got on, made a new start.

And so to the day, 5 years ago
Goodbye, Mum, I love you so.

They each left her in different ways,
She'll remember them to the end of her days.

[Monsy]

Aaw Mazzy! What can I say?

[Rowan]

May isn't good for me either - I'm always glad when its over. Forgetting isn't an option though. Thinking of you Mazzy.

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Mazzy, Rowan ....... you are both stronger than you believe yourselves to be

The month is almost over: may your spirits be lifted soon ........