This child I held close to my breast
Has left me now to be at rest
His life of pain at last set free
Upon God’s unrelenting sea.
This was his battle for too long
He tried so hard, he was so strong
But here we are, this is the end
I’ll miss you son, my life, my friend.
I doubt if we shall meet again
Another time, but where or when,
There’s none to know or even learn
Truth is, no one has e’er returned !
Claire V. Bogdanos 