A ball is passed over a field,
And boy meets dad at the edge
To catch its fall
A happy family at mass,
They went for years
Until dad faded fast
And boy into tears,
Doctor comes into the room again,
Dad's heartbeat is slow
Boy's holding his hand,
Crying he knows Dad's breathing his last,
His skin's getting cold, boy's afraid,
Tears he's choking back,
Boy on the floor after years
Was looking in the glass,
Memories in lines on his veins
He was trying to pass,
Now wet itch in his sleeve
Mother's pounding at the door
Yelling as he is soaking in the floor,
Oh, yelling, "Please don't leave me
Son, please don't leave me
Yelling, please don't leave me
Son, please don't leave me,"
Now Mother's alone in her bed
Holding a cross,
Hot tears running down her face
For all that she's lost,