We have a secret, you and I that no one else shall know, for who but I can see you lie each night in your special place on the bed. And who but I can reach my hand, before we go to bed, and feel the living warmth of you and touch your silken head and pray in your ear. And only I can walk the baseball field, and see ahead of me, your beautiful boxer body racing with the wind so young again, and free. And only I can see you right at my side, following me from room to room, and when I call, no one but I can see you bounding toward me. I love you baby. Rest in peace.