The tears have long gone but my love lives on

for three children, Chris, Lyn and Bron.

You wave from the back of our van snatched away

by the other-half, so sick you might say

but by our laws as ok.

Assumed custody for one, is what we have heard

the other has no chance, kidnapping’s the word.

Taken too from your Nana and Pop, your friends, your school,

and your dog "Ausie" put down was ever so cruel,

so this will come back 'round to them as a rule?

But no, I have never given up, not ever on you,

I continue to remind those who ruin young lives

and break loved ones up.

They  poison your minds, with "the other is bad",

they've taken the lot, you sit head in hand

but there is something they can’t take,