My son Kenny died at 26 on this pass Thanksgiving Day 2010. Although he was a quadriplegic after being shot in November 2009, he was still here; at times he would smile, tell jokes and crack up laughing. I am so angry at the person who shot him, and never being caught, the nursing homes for not taking better care of him and myself for finding away to bring him home. After surviving being shot multiple time, we continue to pray to God for Mercy and Grace and a miracle. Why? But, I am so glad he gave his life to Christ doing his year of suffering.

Kenny:
“God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be
so he put his arms around you
and whispered,
“Come to Me”

With tearful eyes we watched you
and saw you pass away
and although we love you dearly
we could not make you stay.

A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

Kenny I miss you so much but I know you soldiered on.