Age of innocence,my years of pain

I was 14 when i was told,

That cancer had you in its hold,

15 now, and your still here,

i thought you was cured, i had no fear,

16s here, next scan is due,

we hear the news i cry for you,

17 came today,

The same day cancer took, my dad away,

18s dawning
and everyone is morning.

as we are left to grieve,
the anniversary of your deaths eve.

by daniel jones(the son)