Wednesday 8th February 

Writing down 
So as not to forget 
Nothing left
To overcome or regret

Accepting that 
They'll always be missed 
Meant so much 
Certainly did exist 

Continued grief 
Filled with so much love 
Made our lives 
Special like stars above 

Love you so much 
Beloved sons 
Treasured Mum 
xxxxx 

Tuesday 7th February 

Such beautiful skies 
Different each day 
A sweeping paintbrush 
An impressive display

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

Monday 6th February 

Sometimes a little fantasy 
Makes reality more bearable 
Wiping away pain and fears 
Being broken can be repairable 

Love you both 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx 

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

. 

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