Imagine that your life was changed in an instant
From being fortunate to a sudden sadness
Getting the bitter news that your son has illness
And he has only months to his young existence

The shock is wearing off, reality sets in
How do you approach this, while counselling his soul
Soon he'll join his grandpa on an angelic stroll
To keep an eye on things without this painful sin

He'll be able to watch as his siblings grow old
Guide them during tough times, and be shining beacon
To see their life events as spiritual deacon

This was not meant to be the future you foretold
The sorrow will remain but his life's path was short
Don't waste the time you have, support his end's comfort