For those of you that didn't hear it, I thought I'd share the piece I wrote for Mum on here. Hope you like it? This is my Mum, Stubborn, direct and demanding Intelligent, thoughtful and funny She’s a Diva Confirms everything she doesn’t like Nosey as a parker Wants what she wants, when she wants it Cries and laughs more than anyone I know and annoys you then doesn’t Makes you work, makes them work, makes us work. Why do we work? She invigorates Is normal and different, strong then weak, big then small She is Mum She wasn’t there but she was. She isn’t here, but she is She lives in us, but we just don’t see She knew family, friendship, happiness and contentment Then anguish, confusion, and nothing Loneliness and silence, pain and regret Then love, and now Peace She taught us manners, and respect, and discipline Never judged people, no matter how different they were She encouraged morality while somehow sacrificing her own We are her somewhere/somehow She was everything, then nothing She’s gone and we will know. I will know We’re not promised time or tomorrow That, I will never forget She is resilient, compassionate and forgiving I have fond memories of She One should never take more than they give But she lost more than she gave That’s what Mums do.... So misunderstood Intentions so good But I see you now my friend And thank you for everything Smiles and laughs, followed your path That, is what I’ll remember This is my Mum... M Joslyn Dec 20