Only got two weeks to live Two weeks to get my stuff together before they throw me out for Good. It's good because there people, His wife support the family like a anchor The Dad lost but he's a good fellow There son...well there son is incredible. I hope one day he reads the Hints that I gave him, Before I Leave I pray They sense the love that ease, A laughter for the mom to inhale and exhale the tention. A intimate talk with the Dad for the times that he sounds like nobody listens. And a overflow for the son for the times that he chased friends and girls so he can call someone that was there before. For me a sunrise and hug before I leave, And I pray to God that all this will happen before two weeks.