Keziah

If I stop to think about little Kez, I cannot help but smile as I see in my mind's eye a skinny, scraggly little blonde curly haired girl bursting with life and energy, and a huge smile spread across her face. She races up and down the road on a push-scooter with handles and calls "Aunty Shirley look what I can do! " I have been called to my gate from time to time to collect a shrivelled wild flower lovingly picked from the pavement and scrunched up between little fingers. "This is for you Aunty Shirley".

Oh Kez, you bring joy and laughter into our street, and your brother Miguel always so protective. We need you back in full health little angel. I am going to help where and if I can. So get well Kez, and make it soon, ok!