Laughter like the sun
Features like the sky
Hold on ‘til it’s done
Then we start to cry
Mother like the earth
Father like a tree
Molded and then birthed
Might look just like me
Pray God everyday
Fall down to our knees
Anger and dismay
Strength in our beliefs
Wonder where it ends
Wonder where we go
Cover camera lens
When the curtains close
If he was around
When there was still time
Then we might have found
What has passed us by
Father like the sun
Mother like the sky
He’ll never know my son
I may just pass it by
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