
Tuesday 8th February
Wish you hadn't become
A precious memory
Something I really thought
You'd never ever be
Love you both so much
Beloved sons
xxxxx







Tuesday 8th February
Wish you hadn't become
A precious memory
Something I really thought
You'd never ever be
Love you both so much
Beloved sons
xxxxx







Monday 7th February
I believe love travels
Way up to the stars
You're just a thought away
Precious rewards are ours
Love you both so much
Treasured sons
xxxxx







Sunday 6th February
I can't promise you this
(I'll behave like I'm okay)
But I can promise you that
(I'll try to get there someday)
Love you both so much
Beloved sons
xxxxx








Saturday 5th February
So many priceless moments
All those precious times
Stored with gentle tenderness
With much love that defines
Love you both so much
Treasured sons
xxxxx







4 February 1932 - 5 October 2009
Happy heavenly birthday Hank
A nonagenerian, wow!
Today you'd be ninety years old
Wonder what you'd be doing now
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


Thursday 3rd February
The ups and downs
Every twist and turn
A rollercoaster
One's heart does churn
Love you both so much
Precious sons
xxxxx









Wednesday 2nd February
Captivated by scudding cloud
Bewitched by the striated sky
Wrapped up in the fluffy puffs
Can I see you there up on high?
Love you both so much
Beloved sons
xxxxx











Tuesday 1st February
A breath
A pause
My mind
Withdraws
A moment
A while
Now where's
My smile?
Ponder
Reflect
Will not
Neglect
Love you both so much
Treasured sons
xxxxx




