Saturday 12th December

December the twelfth.
Well here we are,
Nine long months,
A twinkling star.

This time last year,
Treatment had begun.
None knew the pain,
That was to come.
                    
Your growing cancer
Was unrelenting.
Aggressive and silent,
So overwhelming.

Blood transfusion,
Chemotherapy,
High dose steroids,
Pumped intravenously.

Tired all the time,
No appetite.
Hair falling out,
Poor little mite.

We held you close,
At your bedside.
Positive thinking.
We really tried.

Your fragile body,
Put up a great fight.
But in the end,
Angel wings took flight.

I miss you now,
As I did then.
My heart is broken.
Tears fall again.

Love you so much,
Sweet Angel son.
Til I see you again,
Forever young.

xxxxxx