Seasons come and go

Like the tides in the sea

Seasons keep on changing

They’re so different now to me.

Spring brings new life

To trees and pretty flowers

This year it brought sadness

In gloomy days with showers.

Spring brings the green grass

And the opening of the pool

It usually brings a smile

As you ended another year in school.

Spring wouldn’t bring this year

The Junior Prom for you

Or your driver’s license

Two goals you longed to do.

Summer came and went

In fact it was barely here

Days filled with rain and cold

Few days that were sunny and clear.

On those few nice summer days

We tried so hard to have fun

Swimming, darts and badminton

Not the same without you, my son.

Summer brings bon fires

And all those fire flies

It brings vivid memories of you

Through all my silent cries.

Summer brings the Red Sox

They will never change their ways

Bringing misery to their fans

Another summer of dismay.

This summer covered your marks

Where you played basketball ‘til dawn

Those dirt patches you created

Are now full of grass in the lawn.

And then there’s Fall and Winter

Seasons covered with scars

Those two horrible seasons

Are the hardest by far.

Fall is quickly approaching

With the wind and chill in the air

It’s the beginning of the school year

It’s the season of despair.

Perhaps that very fact

Is the hardest to understand

It should be your senior year

Walking with your girlfriend hand and hand.

Fall brings volleyball games

The sport you loved to play

Your team is lost without you

On their shirts your name is displayed.

Fall brings the saddest day

That could ever possibly be

That horrible day in November

That day when you left me.

Winter is not far behind

It brings December one

The day that you were born

A day that should be filled with fun.

Instead winter will always be

A season so cold and dark

Not only is it your birthday

Thanksgiving and Christmas make their mark.

Those winter days will never be

Filled with laughter and joy

A season filled with reminders

Of my very special boy.

Seasons will come and go

But the memories will never fade

Seasons filled with you, my son

And the impact that you made.

Love Always, Mom

9/2004