For My Son Alex Who Lost It All At Age 4...With Love
An empty house is the sadest thing...
Joy and laughter of what a child shall bring.
Taken away so innocent and very young -
No mind for thoughts; no words for tongue.
The languid empty hollowed out feel -
Of all your goals and dreams once real.
Left you stranded there and all alone.
A ripped out heart shall not be sewn!
It was so death-like upon that fateful day.
The one that took this child forever away.
And what death did not take slowly retarded.
All the intellect from the disease discarded.