Stanza 1: This could mean so many things to so many different people. it is the first of many powerful remarks made in this piece and a nearly perfect opener for it. It draws the reader to to want to know more while still giving a sense as to what the piece is about (loss and a need for understanding and compassion)

Stanza 2: Here I picture a young boy silently crying while a male figure in his life looks on with disdain or with no care at all. I could be wrong but that is how I see it.

Stanza 3: Again I picture the little boy whose mother is trying, but she is more worried about what is to come than what is already there in front of her.

Stanza 4 - 8: I see the little boy grown, almost, and experiencing life for himself and realizing that it is not all flowers and sunshine and that sometimes life really does just suck, but we get through it in the end even if we only have ourselves.