Simple Logic
My Son, David
Died at the age of 55
I find this hard to come to terms with
As I am still alive
I would have willingly changed places
With my Son, my precious boy
This man who means so much to me
He is my pride and joy
I find it hard to realize
My Son is far away
You may notice I've used present tense
Because he is with me every day
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