I remember you at two;
So fit and full of life.
Into everything, ready for adventure;
I wished you always would be.

I remember you at eight;
A touch of gray now on your face.
Still happy and active, ready to go;
As I wished you always would be.

I remember you at ten;
More gray now on your face.
A little slower in your walk, but
Still happy like you always were.

Then there you were at thirteen;
Sedate and tired but staying with me
When what you wanted most was to rest.
Give back your years I would.

And now you're gone my son.
My gentle, patient friend.
You gave so much and asked so little.
I hope I've loved you as I should.