Freedom Poem

He saw my mum getting tired and a cure was not to be.

He wrapped his arms around my mum and gently said “Come with me.”

Mum suffered much in silence, but her spirit could never be bent.

Mum faced her pain with courage, up until the very end.

Mum fought hard to stay with us; her fight was not in vain.

As he took her to his loving home, and freed her from her pain.

Michelle Heynen

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