Thinking about you always Calum i hope you like my poem
Stolen Moments
Time has come and gone
Secs, mins, hours, days, weeks, months, years
But still with many tears shed for you
Thinking of the moments lost through the years
being with you, watching you grow
maturing in to the man we know you would be
Kind , considerate, loving and caring
Just the way your nature always would be
These stolen moments
Not only for us but for the others who have lost like us
Through the years the pain goes on and on
We feel robbed of our time with those who have gone
How much longer does it have to be?
People come to suffer through a horrible disease
Time as they say a healer will be
Perhaps for some but never for them or me
Eighteen a time of exploring and coming of age
Finding who you are and going out onto the world stage
Looking for your own answers to life and beliefs
Stolen moments for you it would be.
Love you with all my heart,
Auntie Margaret
Sinclair Macleod
8th December 2012