I know the love that’s in your heart for him;
the two of you traveled through tough times;
together you both loved to see a grin,
on the face of husband and father, ofttimes.
But disease has a way of stepping in —
an intruder oblivious to time.
For three years you two cared for him
and endured the steepest of climbs.
The deepest sorrow and grief cling long
and weigh down the spirit’s love of life
even after all these years have gone,
but both you and your son’s love is rife.
He is such a fortunate boy this day
for the steadfast mother’s love that will stay.