NOT based on fact, merely a fiction.

Do you love me, do you know?
If you do, will you still go?
Will you leave the one you love?
Leave the one your heart dreams of?

Will you leave my aching heart?
Do you want to see us part?
If you do, will you leave me?
Forget the things that used to be,


Forget the times when we were glad,
Remember only those, so sad,
Remember Death that faceless thief,
Who stole our joy and left us grief,


Who in the very midst of joy,
Did steal away our baby boy,
And left a cold thing in his stead,
Our joy, our future, lying dead..