Friday 8th December 

Unsure 
The path of the unknown 
A journey 
Where seeds of doubt are sown 
Doesn't get easier 
This pain to bear 
Possibilities 
Linger in the air 

The future 
A canvas yet to unfold 
Grief 
A companion, to young and old 
Always present 
Though often concealed 
In the heart 
Its echoes revealed 

Love you so much 
Precious sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx