'Another Summer' by Joel McDiarmid
The calm, gentle summer air greets my face, and I sigh with relief.'It's over...', I breathe, the words floating away with the warm breeze, washing away my fears.Suddenly everything seems brighter, glowing with hope, it's telling me, 'Don't worry Anna, it's going to be fine'. And deep down, I know it is. I can feel it in my worn heart.
Suddenly my eyes fill with tears. I fight, but struggle to hold them back. I don't want Ciara to think I'm still weak. I want her to rest now.She deserves that, after all, she's been affected by this too. These are tears of joy.
Ciara notices me crying almost instantly. 'Mum..', she sighs, crouching down so that we are face to face, her hand on my wheelchair armrest.'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought you here, I should have...''No,' I interupt, 'these are happy tears, Ciara. I have won my battle, for me, and your father'.
We turn towards his grave. 'I beat the cancer that plagued us both.'
'I live to enjoy another summer, for all of us.'