Your little boy cries too much
My little boy makes no sound,
Your little boy sleeps warm in his crib
Mine lies cold in the ground.

Your little boy woke up today
My little boy never will,
Your little boy laughs and plays
My little boy lies still.
Your little boy makes you proud
And just as proud am I,
Cause while your little boy
is learning to walk
My little boy can fly.

- by Derek Rempfer
in loving memory of his son Ethan Rempfer