The child of ours that should have been,
Would have made my heart so glad.
Just for the simple reason,
He would have looked just like his dad
He would have had your big blue eyes,
And my corny sense of style.
I close my eyes and I can see,
Your dimples when he smiles.
I see a doting father,
Giving him all he sees.
The love we could have given him,
Just knocks me to my knees.