To My Son
When the rain falls down, and there's no one around,
I weep for the sound of your laughter.
In my time of need you were there for me, my angel, my friend.
But now it seems you've gone from me.
no longer here for me to wipe your tears.
I would give my very life, my dying breath,
just to see the very depths of your soul full eyes, that once had shined in to mine.
I hear the eagles cry and am transported in time.
When things were great and things were fun.
Oh dear God, How I miss you Son.
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