Another Adopted Son
His name is Christopher
He is the child of my recently deceased best friend
Without his dad alive
He couldn't find a beginning or an end
He stayed with me
Night after night
Finally he asked to live here
Because my family love isn't a fight
I love him as my own
Just as all my others
There's nothing more hurtful
Than absent Mothers
We set down the rules
Some simple goals to achieve
The death of Dan is real
But we will start new, happy memories
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