Thursday 7th March 

The last photo of you 
With a Knickerbocker Glory 
That was nine years ago 
Now a memory's story 

Everything seemed fine 
Treatment going well 
You have a little smile 
Happy tales to tell 

Little did we know 
What lay ahead 
Home from hospital 
Spending time in bed 

Chemotherapy 
A battle to fight 
But cancer's a thief 
Stealing the light 

Leaving only grief 
In its silent wake 
If only we knew 
The path it would take 

Love you so much 
Treasured sons 
Beloved Mum 
xxxxx