Today I should have been ninety four, I would be having a party with cake I'd have two fine sons and a daughter too Grandchildren to cuddle and stay.I'd have met a great man, dashing and tall He'd have worked in an office in townWe'd have lived in the country, two dogs and a cat I'd have had a fine wedding gown.Margot would have lived nearby, Surely a mother herself?My mother and father would have been so proudWe'd have raised a glass to good health.Instead we slept on wooden slatsAs we shivered with hunger and coldWe were beaten for any discriminatory thingWe were given no toys to hold.My mother was starving, she gave us her foodScabies was rife in our camp I wanted to die, this wasn't life Living with rats in the damp.My best friend was in the camp next doorI missed her riotous laughI was glad to have my sister with me Loneliness, was my first and my last.I dreamed of food that I could eat I wished for potatoes and meat If I survived, l'd wash it all down With wine and something sweet.Typhus arrived and we both got sickDoctors were never called inWe died one by one, Margot went first Death was an easier win.I hope I didn't die in vainI hope the world has learnedHatred has no place in lifeMy diary forever preserved.In honour of Anne Frank 12.06.1929 - 1945