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Brothers
I already have one son and in that I find
comfort, joy, and pride
But, that great feeling will never lessen
the void and pain I feel inside
I've heard of a special bond between brothers
I've even seen it in men that I know
but, alas just like myself
my son will never know
for his brother was taken home
before he could be with us
and now they can't play games like bothers do
and it fills me with discust
you see I wasn't there when he needed me
and in that moment I still dread
for when his life was in danger
I thought of myself instead
not that me being there 
would've changed destiny
but, I'd have been with my family
where, from now on, I'll always be
Ross we miss you terribly
oh the fun we would've had
so many things we would show you
your brother and your dad
we still do lots of fun things
but, beleive me, it's not the same
the team just isn't whole with
one of it's players not in the game
so in your memory we carry on
your father and your brother
and in between this bonded pair
I will let come no other