To My Son, Adrian
On the 2nd of June 2010 you took your life,
You could no longer cope with all the strife.
Although there was help and support for you,
You chose to do what you did do.
For many years you came to me,
When your way in life you could not see,
I supported you when things got tough,
And your path in life felt very rough.
No matter what your troubles were,
I was always your sword and Armour.
I protected you no matter what
Tell me son, had you forgot?
Although sometimes we fought a lot,
You were my son; I never forgot
I was always there when you needed me,
When life for you was not so easy.
When you felt such deep despair,
Did you think no one would care,
Did you think no one would heed,
Or turn their backs in your time of need.
You were wrong my son, we loved you so
Don’t say to me you did not know,
We were there, you should have said
And to your side we would have tread.
Your problems you should have shared,
We would have helped because we cared,
We would have helped if we had known,
But your fears or worries were never shown.
To the outside world you wore a mask,
Which we now know was a farce,
You cracked your jokes, you gave a grin,
Belying the sadness that was within.
Why oh why did you fail to see,
All you had to do was contact me,
As always I was there for you,
And would have come to your rescue.
Instead Adrian you chose to die,
And left me here to sit and cry,
The pain I feel is hard to bear,
And in my mind I see you there.
I feel your fear and your despair,
As you make efforts to prepare,
To leave this life you so did love,
And fly to clouds up above.
Be at peace my lovely son,
Your spiritual life has just begun,
There will be a time when we meet again,
Meanwhile my son, I’ll say Amen.
This poem was written/submitted by Ann Bedford.
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