My Son Was Born In Heaven
I had a son twenty years
He wasn't like most teens his age
He didn't need many friends and girls
He's choosy though a bit introvert
My boy was born brave and joyful
Past that I know he was secretly sick
Alone, he made his way to heaven
In heaven, he watches over me
At night, I dream his voice and his face
Saying pa don't give up
Two kisses to the sky.
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