JONES (Mary) Slowly, almost so we wouldn't notice, Wouldn't worry, wouldn't feel sadness, Smiling when she see's our faces, Joking, teasing making faces. Leaving no doubt who she cared for Who came first, her children always. Peacefully left us feeling At the end, the time we were given To say goodbyes and kiss her forehead Was just our Mum being Mum as always. Nothing can hurt you now Mum. All our love, Ian and Helen. xxx