Watching 4 O'clock shadows while burning the midnight oil,
memories of an ol' past arise, standing "Vivid and so Loyal".
No sleep for this aching heart burning deep within my chest,
while searching for answers of a son that's now laid to rest.
So many moonlit walks, on roads that seem to lead nowhere,
asking the Lord "over and over" how could life be so unfair.
Winds blow in every direction, rains continue to come an go,
as for me I have questions, with answers I may never know.
A smile that was unstoppable, eyes dark brown and strong,
a heart made of 1000 Angels that could do nothing wrong.
Your word was 'good as gold', and promises you would fulfill,
with trust you've gave to everyone, as a sign of your goodwill.
And where does the fairness hold? Just outside of our grasp,
like a fairytale that’s been told, of a {ancient pharaohs asp}.
I remember watching you take your first step across the floor,
now son with immense pain, I watch you take your last step...
over the threshold of heavens door, I LOVE YOU SON
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