We gave him life, with a rush and a smile.
There he was one of our reasons to carry on.
We watched him grow to a little man,
Not always easy, not always right, but always loved.

He brought joy to our hearts,
sometimes tears to our eyes.
But always a loving pride,
to our very being.

He went away,
with a breath and a prayer.
And left behind a legacy of love,
That only a mother and father can feel.

Never forgotten, never alone,
A piece of us left as well.
And as we stand alone, our hearts filled with pain.
I remember to reach out and touch the sky.
CharlieCollins 1999