H.O.P.E. Dylan was a typical 7-year-old Sharp as a tack With a heart of gold Mama called him “Angel boy” A gift from above Her only pride and joy See he was born with a fatal disease Doctors said he wouldn’t reach his teens When folks would ask How he lived so strong He’d spell it out in the form of a song H is for heaven where I’ll someday be O is for others who are praying for me P is for perseverance through the pain E is for everything I stand to gain I know that I can cope As long as I have hope One day they grabbed a map and the keys And hit the road to make some memories The Grand Canyon and Hoover Dam Yelowstone and Disneyland Late one night while in Santa Fe He fell asleep And God took him away Now through her tears Mama carries on With the help of Dylan’s simple song. ©Scott M. Dawson Songs, 2009