I held your hand and stroked your head, Late night calls that filled me with dread. Such a brave face in front of friends, But I saw the suffering at day’s end. That’s not how I will remember you, There were good times, plenty of laughter too. Memories will be happy, full of love and fun. With someone I was proud to call ‘Son’. Dear Vic, you will live in my heart forever. Rest in peace until we meet again.
Mum no 2 (Carol) XXX.