Click on the rose to go to my links page.

Last thoughts.

Weak and frail,
Look at what I have become
Unable to make my own decisions,
Hard when I am the mum.

My children stand before me,
They still all seem so young
No longer can I guide them,
My mision here is done.

They only have each other now,
On whom they can depend
My hope is they will stand united,
Far beyond my end.

Written by Tracey Mansfield.