“If I could have taken the pain from you and borne it myself; if I could have moved the disease out of your body into mine; I would have done it in a heartbeat and every time I felt a bit of pain, or every time I had to receive treatment, I would have borne it with a smile, knowing that I was sparing you.” 

Fierce courage - for life, a sparkling desire
Everyone’s friend, a boy to admire
Soft heart, bold heart, a determined young soul
Our Angel, our life, you made us whole

No prouder parents were there of their son
So many times we thought your battle was won
But Death has triumphed, victor in this war
We told you we love you ten thousand times
We wish we had told you ten thousand more

His fight now over, he’s with his Keeper
The end of his pain - Beautiful Sleeper