I wanted to cry but I couldn't.
I was going to be strong for you because I knew what life without a mother was like.
I knew the challenges...I was going to be strong. Then I saw you.
We held hands and we laughed, We held hands and we cried.
To young to not have mothers, two sisters gone to cancer.
Two woman left behind to pick up the pieces and carry on.
You with your husband and your sweet baby girl and me with a life I can never explain...
So much more then just a mothers child.
