Here’s Matt’s fourth grade picture
From right before he died
Matthew is my hero
He died and saved us all

Matt took the punch
That was meant for me
Can I call myself a mother
When my son died in my place

Matt’s dad said he would break my legs
He’d rage and he would scream
I knew that he might kill me
And Matthew saw it all

Matt took the punch…

I was scared to be alone
But still I chose to leave
Matthew didn’t have that choice
He died and set me free

Matt took the punch…

A feather reminds me
Reminds me of my son
I wish that I could show him
How strong I have become