This poem was written in loving Memory of Aaron...

by a close friend of my daughters who knew Aaron for ten years.

AARON

Yet to be a great dad

Or to marry a young lass

He had two nephews and a niece

And in them he found peace

Yet to own his own wheels

Nor to know how it feels

But in just two weeks he grew his wings

Another angel God brings

So we have to ask ourselves why

To such an amazing young guy

All the HATE in this place

Why to HIS innocent face

A mother, father, and sister are left to mourn

Then God says have some joy, Chiara is born

But only for a moment can anyone rejoice

Because reality sets in and we've lost Aaron's voice

But in us he'll live by memories and dreams

And one day we will meet him again, so it seems

So we hold on to hope that we will find some resolve

And leave all this wonder once again for God to solve...

 

Love Sharon