Category Archives: cemetery

Precious

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Sunday 4th December
  

Time is so precious

Just use it well

Tell your loved ones

In your heart they dwell.

  

You cannot get back

That which is lost

It won’t be found

Not at any cost.

  

So hold on tight

To memories of love

Keeping them alive

Never let go of.

  

Love you my Angel

Remembering the fun

You brought to our lives

Dearest darling son.

  

xxxxxx

Nan sitting down to a Christmassy Sunday lunch

Your cousin about to let go a squeaky balloon

Dad and I ~ Dad wouldn’t wear his party hat

Your auntie wore her hat

Me, wishing you were here

Would make you better

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Saturday 3rd December
  

CBOP BEP cytotoxic chemotherapy.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

On this day, two years ago, you began the treatment that would ultimately take you from us.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

Radical, aggressive chemotherapy for poor prognosis germ cell tumours.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

You took everything in your stride; no moaning, whining or arguing.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

A week at a time in hospital, with dad and I sharing overnights to stay with you.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

Ninety nine days you endured.

We told you the treatment would make you better.

Why, why, why?

You should still be here.

Better.

Alive.

With us.

Planning for the holidays.

I miss you so very much.

Love you my darling Angel.

xxxxxx

The Hickman line went in without problems

Dad feeding you grapes

Saline going in, prior to the chemotherapy. You would sit for hours, looking at the internet, reading about your favourite programmes and cartoons

December

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Thursday 1st December
  

December holidays

And festive fun

Becoming excited

Getting things done.

  

Trees in windows

Lights in the shops

Santa and reindeer

Flying over rooftops.

  

Laughter and smiles

Childlike elation

Eyes wide with wonder

Full of fascination.

  

You loved this season

The crisp time of year

But I’m left wishing

That you were still here.

  

My December sweetheart

On high you soar

With Angel wings 

Love you forevermore.

  

It’s Thursday again

Ninety long weeks

I really do wish

I could kiss those cheeks.

   

xxxxxx

Fly high sweet Angel

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Wednesday 30th November
   

Fly high sweet Angel

Fly free my darling

Way above the clouds

Where stars are sparkling.

You’re never alone

With brave wings you fly

Over the rainbow

In heaven you lie.

Missing you so much

Loving you forever

My darling Angel

Forgetting you, never.

xxxxxx

Clear and chilly at the slipway today

I suppose I know

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Tuesday 29th November
  

Hiding my secret sorrow

Has become a little easier

I suppose.

Hiding the pain in my heart

Has become a little easier

I suppose.

Stopping the tears from falling

Has become a little easier

I suppose.

Blocking the haunting nightmares

Has become a little easier

I suppose.

Looking at your sweet smile

Has always been easy

I know.

Speaking about you with pride

Has always been easy

I know.

Thinking about you daily

Has always been easy

I know.

Sharing my love for you

Has always been easy

I know.

  

Forever a part of me

In my heart and soul

Dearest darling son

xxxxxx

A crisp, blue sky day

Still missing you plenty

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Friday 25th November
  

My sweet little darling

A real cheeky chappie

You brightened all our days

Always smiling and happy.

You’ve left behind a big space

Unbelievably empty

All’s quiet, life’s standing still

Simply missing you plenty.

  

Forever and always, sweetheart

Moon and back, my Angel

xxxxxx

A real cheeky chappy, always smiling and happy. Aquatica, August 2011