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HELLO AND NOT GOOD-BYE
My son you have seen
the worst of times
but yet have seen the best
life may have seemed
unfair to you
up to this your final rest.
We did everything
that we could do
to remove the evil curse
the disease that caused
such misery
and eventually got worse.
This evil thing
has taken your life
and violated your chance
to live
cut short your youth's vitality
with all it had to give.
It may seem hard
to understand
that good can come from bad
that happiness and joy can come
from times so very sad.
But good things have
already happened
as now you can clearly see
your vision of a higher power
that sets our spirit free.
You have given
the Lord to us
in ways no one ever could
made our eyes to see his light
our hearts to feel his good.
We have seen his miracles
made possible through you
although your life
was very short
you brought us hope.....
that grew.
A stronger faith in our Lord
a deeper love in our hearts
a different way
of looking at life
in all it's intricate parts.
So my son,
your life was not wasted
but shared with all mankind
and everyone, if we look
will find the tie that binds.
The tie that binds
all human hearts
to each and one another
and when death does come our way
it's shared by each sister and brother.
So today we are sharing you
a celebration of your life
so brief
the saying of our
unsaid good-byes
and the beginning of our grief.
Grieve we must for our tragic loss
for your eyes so heavenly blue
sorrow for the empty void
that was once filled by you.
Our grieving will not be easy
in fact it will be long endured
we all loved you so very much
and had hoped you would be cured.
But you have ascended
to the Father
a fact we must accept
and for all you have given us
we are forever in your debt.
Good-bye my son,
you're in good hands
though I will miss you in my own
but I will see you always
from the seeds that you have sown.
Thanks for having been my son
I'm proud to be your dad
and until our souls again unite
I'll remember all we had.
Now as you soar on eagle's wings
over rainbows in the sky
whisper to me upon the breeze
Hello and not Good-Bye.
Mitch Carmody
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~ Kelly James Carmody ~
~ November 16, 1978 ~ December 1, 1987 ~
~ Forever Remembered ~
~ Forever Missed ~
"Letters To My Son"
"A Journey Through Grief"
is the Title of the Book Mitch
wrote in honor of his son Kelly.
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