Eighteen years


Eighteen years we had with Brennan, eighteen years of joy;
Eighteen years of fun and laughter with our darling boy.
The time we had together, the memories we share,
Have forged a bond so deep and strong, nothing can compare.

But God called Bren away too soon, cut our time too short.
To have your child get cancer, what parent would have thought?
We saw Bren fight with courage, that cheeky smile still there;
Saw him snub that cancer, live life without a care.

For six whole years he fought that beast, fought it hard and strong,
Still his bright and cheerful self, as he was his life long.
He had such care for others, although he was so ill,
Our only wish today is that Bren be with us still.

We will always remember the happy times we had
With our beautiful, brave boy, our smart and charming lad.
The hugs for those he loved when his time to leave was near;
We’ll cherish them forever, through every passing year.

The laughs and spats, the chats and jokes that he shared with us
Are memories so treasured, memories so precious.
We will always love our Bren, whatever life may hold.
To have had him in our lives, we prize that more than gold.

We will always miss our Bren, that empty space will stay
And evoke many memories, each and every day.
But memories can’t replace Bren, nothing ever will;
As time goes on, as years pass by, we ache for him still.