There was once a boy, skinny and small
Courage didn’t keep its promise, his bullies were too tall
His screams betrayed his voice, too scared that they'd be heard
‘Just wait for the day…' he choked... 'The day I grow up!’
The girl with pretty eyes... the innocence of a dove.
With the smile of an angel and the glow of a pearl.
He gazed at her often, wishing she would be his girl.
But a ‘Hi’ would have to wait for later, for now he had to grow up.
Death struck without warning, took a brother so dear.
They’d lock up the rooms, but their wailing he could still hear.
He stood quietly by the door, didn't let a tear show up.
They'd told him men don’t cry… and he had to grow up.
She came like summer breeze, so gentle and sweet
He thanked God for his kindness and he prayed at his feet
He was broken when it ended, but time made him understand.
He had lost out in love but he had won a true friend.
He tried to show no pain, take it all in his stride,
But there were moments when those tears, he could no longer hide.
And just when all seemed lost, and he was about to give up,
‘You've been brave, my son...' said his mother. 'I think you have grown up...'
