
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


















































