Someone to watch over me

Eight weeks (and two days) and in to everything. Thought I'd lost this one tonight - couldn't find the rascal anywhere, and the window was open .... but all is well, he was hidden somewhere. Panic over.

I am in most melancholy mood, I continue to be unwell both inside and out, though today mostly on my mind is Mum, who we lost on this day in 2006.  As always, I raised a glass at 9pm (UK time) sharing a Messenger toast with my brother in Essex, who is doing the same, to celebrate the life that gave us ours.  Someone to watch over me, For all I am, will ever be, I am your song, your love, your melody.  I miss you, Mum.