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Song: Tears in Heaven
Kevin left this earth in the springtime of his life, yet he lived more in his short time here, than most people should they live to be old. He loved people, laughter, life, and God. He never met a stranger. Always had a smile for everyone, always ready to lend a helping hand to those in need. He loved working on cars. He had a '66 Yellow Mustang and loved working on that car. Everytime he pulled into the driveway, he raised the hood and listened to the motor. He loved fishing, swimming, water and snow skiing. He was in the Army Reserves, and loved his Army duty. But the love of his life was his little 2 year old niece, Melissa. He adored her, and she in turn adored him. He was her "Uncle Kevin7' and she was his "Mesa". They loved being together
Kevin was the type of person everyone loved being around. When he left that night, his last words to me were, "I'll be back in a little while. I love you". We never saw him again. Every night he would say, "Goodnight, I love you both" to his Dad and 1. I would give my life just to hear those words from him again.
Kevin, we love you and miss you more each day. As long as we live, you will always be our precious baby boy. The first thing I am going to do when I see you in Heaven, is to give you a great big hug and kiss. Oh, how I long just to touch you and see that beautiful smile. My heart has a big hole in it, and the light is gone.
Mom and Dad (Martha and Jim Johnson)
The Promotion
In the Heavenly ranks
Up in the sky,
you went from Private 3rd class
To Angel,
In the twinkling of an eye.
You didn't need to study
Or take a final test,
Your reward was Heaven
For being your very best.
And while God's gain is our loss,
I cannot hold your soul.
But, Oh, My Son, I miss you,
More than your will ever know-
--(Annoymous)
To A Child Gone
I thought I was ahead of you in line
You would take your turn after I took mine.
Like we did before.
I guess you don't need new shoes for starting Heaven.
Or a light left on against the dark, the was I always did for you.
But I am so used to mothering, I wanted just to be there--
To do whatever needed to be done.
But you went first.
And now, my little boy,
Suddenly you are my -senior
Morning, I know will come
But, bring close your fight--
For this time, it is I who fears the night.
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