You were my boy, my pride and joy
You loved to laugh and play
But you were only 23
When you chose to go away.
The earth holds you beneath the ground
Your body will decay
Your spirit is still 23
It will never age a day.
Sometimes I see you dancing there
Upon the pale moonbeams
The twinkle in your eye brings back
The sparkle of my dreams.
For you and for your future bright
A long way from your birth
When just a tyke I would kiss you like
An angel came to earth.
You'd kiss me back, my heart would leap
With joy that heaven blessed
Such precious times I would not trade
They were the very best.
Some say that God takes those he loves
And puts them in the sky
To shine at night and give his peace
to loved ones that still cry.
Your spirit's often by my side
So near and yet so far
I make to you this one request
Now kiss me from a star.
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One More Time
I wish that I could see you again
One more time
More hugs
More "I love you"s
A chance to hear that darling voice
Speaking in musical tones
One more time
I would watch you tease your sister
With her loving every minute of it
One more time
I would look into those blue eyes
touch your soft, smooth hands
And listen to my heart proudly proclaim
"This is my precious boy."
Again I could see your smile
Hear your laugh
Watch that unique walk of yours
Laugh at your jokes
(you were so funny)
Chuckle inside if you should say again
"Dad, you just don't understand!"
For dinner you could have your favorite -
Mom's vegetable casserole
With blueberry pie for dessert
You would probably clean your plate
You always did
You might tell us how much you miss us
We couldn't help but tell you
But all these things
I already have locked in my heart
And if I can learn in time
To focus on joyful memories
I can revisit you again and again
And our spirits can laugh and sing and dance
Just like they used to.
Besides, why should my wish be granted
Other mothers and dads have similar wishes
And their's are also denied
Life is not fair
But in returning our lost children back to us
We are all treated equally -
Ours is the highest and purest democracy.
I may not be too smart
But this much I know
That the visits in my memory
Are less painful
Than a single, actual visit would be
For then, I would have to give you up...
One more time.
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