(The McCarthy Middle School talent contest version, Adam in a kilt, was better.)
I spent this year's Mother's Day at Adam Gregoire's wake.
It felt like a nightmare and I thought my heart would break
At the pictures of the boy who used to hang around...
Ate and slept here. Yet, today, they'll lay him in the ground.
He was such a lovely boy; so funny but so sweet.
Taught our son to play guitar and how to keep a beat.
I can still remember them - in triumph on the stage.
Such a talent gone from us at far too young an age.
Both my sons attended with me and they made me proud
As we stood in line and waited with the massive crowd
Come to say goodbye and offer useless sympathy
And, like all but Adam's mom, thank God she wasn't me.
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