On angel's wings, you did fly away.
So far away, you could not stay,
Though I cry a river dry.
I think of you every day.
I held your hand that sad, sad night.
The night you made your flight.
Suffering and pain will no longer trouble you.
Though without you, I will always be blue.
I know God's grace is with you still.
It had to be His Holy Will
To take you so far from us all
To where the grass and the trees stand so tall,
Where all the little children always play,
And where they all want to stay.
As I cry one last tear,
I will no longer fear.
For one day, we will all be together again,
Where happiness and joy always reign.
Edward Michael Stephenson
Broken Heart
Im sitting here with a broken heart
Thinking of the day we had to part
You were to young to be taken from us
It takes away all our focus
Each day goes by and still I cannot believe your gone
So many things left undone
So many words left unsaid
So many tears we have all shed
I ask myself why did my son have to die
And always I hear silence as I cry
I cannot help thinking of the times I let you down
Acting like such a clown
Now your gone so far from me
I was blind but now I see
Today I pray for you my son
Always apoligizing for the things ive done
And for the things I should have done
But one thing is for certain
I love you with my whole heart no matter the pain
Till that sweet day I will see your beautiful face again
Edward Stephenson
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Our Little Man
On the wings of an Angel our little man went
home. He saw God and said, oh God take me to
your home, without a word he was lifted up
so high. For he knew it was time to fly.
Warm arms filled with love,had to let him go
to a place of love,where there is pain no
more.Our hearts said no but,knew it was time
for him to leave. With love and tears and
all our fears we had to say God Bless our
little man who was so dear. His love will be
our guiding light, forever we will hold him,
so tight whose face had smiles as warm as
the sun. His love and our memories will keep
him close for he knows the peace and glory
of what pure love is. Cry not for his loss
cause our little man would say, I'll be with
you in my own little way..LOVE, ED..
EDWARD STEPHENSON
Mother of God Soothe My Sorrows
Mother of God
soothe my sorrows,
in this time of
change and death.
Let me touch and feel
the guidance of the
bright Morning and
Evening Star,
Jesus Christ Our Lord.
Help me to see the
souls of the innocent victims
of disease, violence and
terrorism
rising into the light of
His presence.
Amen
My Son
Each day I wake with the sound of life all around me.
Always thinking of the day I lost you.
How can the world go on.
Why do I?
Knowing that your your soul has flown
from me.
The Angels came that day.They needed you for some purpose.
This being unknown to me.
I await patiently each day to see your beautiful face again.
My son always watching over me.
I see you everywhere, in all the children playing.
I grow each day because of you.
Every time I think of you I say to myself
Im proud of you Ryan my brave little man, I Love You My Son. Your Dad.
Edward Stephenson
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