He is old now,
And only getting older
His laugh joins others,
And his sadness shows greater
But she is there for him now,
Comforting him
Loving him in ways I never could.

He is achieving the greatness we once talked of                                        
He talks about me in memory                                        
  Reciting all of the miss deeds he and I did                                        
His parents recollecting it differently                                        
But he is ever defiant that I was there                                        

Soon he to will have doubts
Doubts about me
But that’s okay
He’s older now
And only getting older
He has no need for me
I will soon vanish just as I had come

As an imaginary friend.