My mother asked me to come inside.
As i sat waiting for my mother to say
She starts speaking im sure she is about to cry
But as she started to explain im sure i felt Something had died inside
Something i feared the most something wasnt right inside

When it all came out the peaces started to fit
All the time it was going though my head
The only thing i could do is mumable a little bit
When i found out i was on my last thread

The tears rushed down my face
I WiSH, i could of offerd support there and then
I WiSH, i could of sort my self and get straight to the case
I WiSH, i wasnt going around in cercles again and again
But then my senses kicked in, its not about me
Its about the person who needs a friend

As the kemo kicked off and began
the person i love was been poisoned heart to heart
I said to myself there has to be a plan
I tryed to act brave and think like man
Ee got though it and now stonger then ever
But surly she couldnt without stan

This poem is dedicated to my mum. What she has been though people can learn alot. she is my hero without a doubt


Please can you leave your commments, this is my first poem EVER!