William

Sitting on your lap,
so sick I am 
but not as sick as I never knew you could be.

Birthdays fly by.
I wish I can have them back.
The biggest gift was sitting on your lap.

Watching you forget things
that you love
from an illness that I wish to destroy.
Only could you remember
the fight we had.
I would apologize time and time again.

Watching you lay there,
fading away is so hard.
The time has come to tell the doc.
As I wait and they tell me you're
off the air support, I can only sit and wait.

You are almost gone
to be with your dad and mom.

The last minute with you
I can never forget -
the look you gave me and the love it meant.
Telling you it is ok to go,
hearing the alarm go
and screaming, "Come back,"
as if I never said it's ok.

The day has come listening
to what people have to say
about you will never go away.
Finally time for putting your urn into the ground.