R.I.P.

For I love you all the days I witness your frolic of play Now I stand before your building blocks Toppled in sight Your life short live How I miss your warmth blast of humor A dad, should have been there for you when you were sick Now all is left is your empty bed and my blanket of grief You are gone Swings swing in absent pendulum My dear beloved son rest in peace For the heavens took apart my earth