What Can'T Be Cured Can'T Be Endured Poem by Bob and Alex Eichen

I saw a young man today,
But he wasn't you
He was tall, thin and had long brown hair,
He wasn't you!
I heard a boy laugh,
But it wasn't your laugh.
I saw a father and son playing and laughing
but it wasn't you and me.
I heard a band practising in a garage today
but it wasn't you and your buddies.
I saw a man in the mirror today
he looked sad
he looked like he had been crying
been crying for four long years.
What can't be cured can't be enduered
Andy, your Dad loves you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
I miss you so much! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Andy, I love you! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !