Sunday 5th February 

Stretching fingers 
Across the road 
Leafless branches 
As sunshine flowed 
A tangled chaos 
The chill wind blowed
Through gnarly twigs 
A criss-cross code 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Saturday 4th February 


4 February 1932 - 5 October 2009 

Happy heavenly birthday Hank
Ninety one today 
So many happy memories 
That'll never fade away 


February the Fourth
World Cancer Day
Striking our family
In the worst kind of way


My father Hank 
4.2.1932 - 5.10.2009  
Pancreatic Cancer

My son Frank 
18.1.1985 - 12.3.2015  
Testicular Cancer

Me   
Metastatic Malignant Melanoma

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Friday 3rd February 

Pushed and pulled to extremes 
Where nothing at all made sense 
Feeding on anxiety and pain 
And all that represents 

Now strengthened by the past 
Shaped by chaotic events 
Looking for the best outcomes 
Peaceful order to commence 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Thursday 2nd February 

The direction 
In which I'm heading 
Is more important 
Than how fast I'm going 
And just because 
I carry it well (seemingly) 
Doesn't mean 
It's not heavy (exceedingly) 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Wednesday 1st February 

I'm not the same 
As I used to be 
Finding new places 
Where I can shake free 

From fear and pain 
It's clearer to see 
Though the mist and murk 
Weighed heavy on me 

I know I can push 
And eventually 
Above the dark clouds 
A fine filigree 

Of a bright clear light 
Where I do agree 
All is so serene 
Much more problem free 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx 

Tuesday 31st January 

Go outside 
Watch the tide ebb and flow 
Breathe deeply 
Measured steps, softly slow 
Follow seabirds 
As they fly to and fro 
Observe surroundings 
Take note of nature's show 
If you don't see 
Then you'll never know 
Inhabit the now 
To be here tomorrow 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Monday 30th January 

A new perspective 
Could be effective 
A little reflective 
To be objective 
And quite selective  

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Sunday 29th January 

Small steps, baby steps 
Steps in the right direction 
That is what matters 
Yet upon reaching an intersection 
Left, right, back, forwards? 
Which way for self-protection? 
Weigh up all the odds
Stop; take time for reflection 
May not be easy 
Make it work without objection 
No one else can choose 
That crucial task of selection 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Saturday 28th January 

Somewhere 
The air is still 
Where all is quiet 
Thoughts gently spill 
Floating like mist 
Caught in a slight chill 
Slowly spiralling 
Through trees, downhill 
To mask the struggle 
Take a white pill 
Breathe in deeply 
Believe in my will 
Retreat for a while 
All is tranquil 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Friday 27th January 

And every night 
I'll seek your presence 
In the universe 
A rare luminescence 

Searching for signs 
And subtle essence 
The way of the stars 
A point reference 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx