When I walk alone

When I walk alone 

And then someone riling my mood,

My Yiayia then appears 

And wipes away any forthcoming fears.

When others try to mother

And they don’t really reach the mark,

Now passed away for a lifetime which I still recall

I know the Father reminds me of her, then I do not fall.

I really miss her 

Called me “Angelo” when I was young,

She humoured my heart and made sure I had that bit of fun.

I look forward to the day when we next meet 

My present from the heaven’s, the Angel I thought I lost then retreats.

”love you Yiayia… your Jason”

Jason

27th February 2022