Sunny skies
playing all day
playing tags
in that father and son way.
It Hurts To Let Go
I wish it never had to end
you were taken from me in such a way
there was nothing I could do or say
I knew it was going to end.
It Hurts To Let Go
I feel we never had much time
it all seemed so sublime
no reason or rhyme
for why your time had come.
It Hurts To Let Go.
For My Ten Year Old Son, Sean. 9-24-1989 to 5-11-2000. Dead But Not Forgotten.
MAC
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