
Tuesday 2nd March
From these photos two years ago
Who could know, who could tell?
Coming to the end of treatment
You really did look quite well
But ten days after those pictures
The last breath, you would expel
Falling asleep so peacefully
Such a desperately sad farewell
Lives are completely shattered
Now in a world of grief we dwell
But we have so much love for you
Filled with pride, our hearts do swell.
Sweetheart Angel son
Love you forever
xxxxxx

You escaped from the ward for a while, to have a snack in the coffee shop. 2nd March 2015. You liked the woolly hat, keeping your head warm, as you had lost all your hair through the chemotherapy.
