Poem -


seven weeks in hospital,
left me hardly able to walk,
and none did know,
apart from closest hearts,.
it seems long ago,
but its only a year..
and I forget how dire
things were.
It puts life into perspective,
when your faced with closure,
the best day was when my
daughter came to Northen
to take me home,
it was like a role reversal,
a child collecting her mum,
and my son, who said
I never cried once..
I was exactly the same,
I thought I was going
to die, but for some reason
all things seemed to go
to plan.. and I've now forgot,
the weeks laid up waiting
for something to happen..
without family and friends
I would have drounded in
the system..
and now to return to the
new life with renewed energy