He left so suddenly.
With a blink of an eye.
With no warning.
And no goodbye.
You could tell he loved everyone.
With his sweet beautiful face.
And everyone loved him.
For his presence was pure grace.
We all cried for hours when the news was heard.
To cry much more was just absurd.
October 19th, two thousand and ten.
Sadly was the tragic day, Conor's life had to end.
But what can we do to get through these hard times.
Other than write a few lame rhymes.
Together we can numb the pain.
Keep each other from going insane.
Together we can shed some light.
For those people who aren't alright.
Conor, we'll take care of your mom and dad.
Enjoy heaven, don't be sad.
We'll watch them, your brothers too,
Just don't forget that we love you.