Author’s Note: Written in the wake of losing my mother to her battle with cancer.
Content warnings: Reference to grief and death.
I don’t really understand why you went away –
How will I walk this wire without the net I’ve known?
This, my inner child cries out, each and ev’ry day.
Why did you have to go and leave me here alone?
I grieve for all the things now you will never see –
Weren’t you meant to fight for another day with me?
Though I said that you should go, I admit I lied –
That was only adult me, not the child inside.
Mum, I’m still that child at heart, reaching for your hand
And I’m crying out to you – I don’t understand.
Storytime with Rachel F Hundred 
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