� Mary E. Ferstler I miss my son who used to be who cared about himself and his family Never one to show his feelings openly He was always there When I needed him to be We have been through so much over the years Anger, joy and so many tears I know I didn't always do the right thing and was not always good at mothering I knew that I could never go back, and fix all the wrongs So I worked very hard to set a new track I tried to show you the sunshine and hope and how great life can be When you take it on soberly But when it came your turn to choose You choose the path without any rules I know its dark and it will empty your soul But always remember You could always come home Miss you so much Ben All my love mum xxxxx