The clouds have covered up the sun
I think I'm pregnant with your son
You could have shown
So you would have known
Instead you sat on your thrown
So you will never know
He is three
Sure has grown
big and strong
He keeps asking for his daddy
that never comes around
Now I can explain to your son
Who is now six years old
Why his daddy could never come around
Because your six feet underground
He is nine
Next to your gave he planted a vine
So you can see that he is doing fine
He is looking more and more like you
With every passing year
Just so you know
He is twelve and is still doing well
made his first call ,when he hit
his first ball , right into the mall
Fifteen and still on the team
He could be a pro
If they beat the crows
On next Thursdays game
He is eighteen and still making me proud
He got rid of the cloud
You left behind
That covered up the sun
when I found out
I was pregnant with your son
Written March 9th 2002
©fadedkoko
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