17 today, what a young man you are,
No doubt that you are begging me,
To let you borrow the car.
17 today, and you stand there , over 6 feet.
Raiding the fridge and the cupboards too,
Searching for something to eat.
17 today, as out the back door I see you dart,
After taking some time to talk with me,
All about the affairs of the heart.
There is so much i wanted to show to you,
Of the world, and what makes it tick.
Help get your first job, watch you graduate from school,
Just thinking about it makes the tears prick.
My eyes are closed, and i imagine what might have been,
Of all the times that we have lost,
Minds' eye so crystal clear in the dream.
1239 days without you Zac.
we love you and we miss you.