A Message

I decided to clear out some of Holly's room yesterday, a job I have been putting off for so many reasons. I know she isn't coming back but her room is so totally filled with Holly. I find it very emotional just going in there, so many memories.
In one of the boxes under her bed I found a notebook, she had written a poem in it. A poem about being ill. I read it and just cried:

I may be ill and have little hair
But everything you have to bear
Coz if you don't you wont get through a single day
Watching hours tide away
This past year has gone so quick
Watching the clock, tick tock tick
To all the friends I've met on the way
Just be happy day by day
Look to the future, don't look back on the past
Always be positive and time will go fast


She was so brave, so knowing. It was almost as if she left it for me to find.