I would watch him laugh and cry.
I would watch him learn about everything.
I would carry him on my shoulders
And lay on the floor while he tickled me.
I would push him on his first bike ride.
I would hold him up while he learned how to swim.
And now he is gone.
He is gone and I can no longer see him
Or laugh with him or hold him in my arms.
I don’t understand this at all
It doesn’t make any sense.
Why would you take this vital part of my life?
The best part of what I have ever been or done
Or experienced?
Why would you punish me like this?
How can you possibly consider this love?
How can you possibly consider that this is the way it is suppose to be?

So just let us have children and take them away any damn time you want?
He was my son and I loved him and
You took him away from me, his family, everyone he would get to know?
You want somebody, I have an idea! Take me! Yeah, that’s right, take me!
I’ve made way more mistakes than he did.
I’ve had all I could ever ask for and more!
I’ve lived way more years than he ever had a chance to live.
Then why don’t you just take me? Damn it, take me, not him!
Take me damn it! Just take me…. TAKE…. ME!

………….Let him live his life like the rest of us.
Let him have the same chance like the rest of us.
Bring him back and take me.
Put my sorry ass in the ground and let him live.
Put breath back in his lungs and take mine out.
Give my son his life again, make him whole again!
Give him the life he deserved like the rest of us and take mine, damn it, take mine.
Then I would understand,
That would make sense,
Then it would be ... "love"..........