Summary
"He's like the son I might have known if God had granted me a son. The summers die one by one, how soon they fly on and on! And I am old, and will be gone. Bring him peace, bring him joy. He is young, he is only a boy. You can take, you can give. Let him be, let him live. If I die, let me die, let him live. Bring him home, bring him home." (Killers of the Dawn AU, T for violence)