Birthday presents there no more,
No more visits to the shore,
No more candles on the cake,
Only left is our Heartache.
Does it ever heal my son?
Will we ever be just one?
Can our lives be back to stay?
Will we ever see the day?
This is the last, I'll write this way.
I want happiness for this day.
But that can't be, no matter what,
The way it is, is what we've got.
Those days are over, I'm afraid,
But wishes for you, still remain.
It's nine long years, since you've been gone,
But your memory still lives on.
Someday it will be, like we had planned,
We'll walk together, hand in hand,
God put you in a special place,
Where now you're living in his Grace.
Happy Birthday My Sweet Son
Until the Day, our Lives are One.
I Love You Joey With All My Heart and Soul