Jerry Haney

May 13, 1965 - June 29, 2001

"Information for the Spinal Cord Injured"

FREEDOM CELEBRATION

 

Personal Information


JERRY

My youngest son passed away this day,

Such a young age, still finding his way.

He now will have peace in that better place,

His grandparents to enjoy his smiling face.

 

I recall little things, a joke, a smile,

The memory of those must suffice a while.

A hell-raiser he was until the day he died,

I’ll remember this day, a day I cried.

 

He was unique in his own special way,

To take on his family one would surely pay.

He was very loving and really quite smart,

His love of family came straight from the heart.

 

The youngest of five, his burden was great,

To be like his brothers, he thought first rate.

He tried so hard to excel at the task,

While making the grade he took up the flask.

 

Though he would not admit it, a problem he had,

His love of beverage became quite bad.

Accidents and injuries soon became many,

A problem mention, a quick reply, I don’t have any.

 

His injury and trauma was a terrible blow,

I saw my son in a way no father should know.

The tears of sorrow flowed freely that day,

O Lord, please give me the knowledge to show him the way.

 

I tried my best to help in the years that would follow,

To express my love and concern in a way not hollow.

A push here, a suggestion there, always learning,

To find a key to motivate my son’s yearning.

 

A father without love for his family is soon forsaken,

He will never know what he had until it has been taken.

To read this verse, prepared in my poor way,

The loss of my youngest son is the curse of this day.

 

To his brothers and family, a father’s love should always be dear,

Although broken-hearted I grieve but know your father is near.

I love each of you with all my heart expressed this day,

A father’s prayer, PLEASE remember Jerry in your own special way.

 

Display affections for your loved one’s without fear,

Life is so fragile and short, who knows, your time might be near.

I kissed my son goodbye without knowing it, a hug he gave too,

Little did I realize this father’s poem would be the next to do.

 

I sit here composing this eulogy as tears freely flow,

My son knew I loved him by the affection I show.

The advice of a grieving father, please do heed,

Give your loved one’s all the love you both need. 

Dad

 

 
 

Jerry Haney

May 13, 1965 - June 29, 2001

" Information for the Spinal Cord Injured"

FREEDOM CELEBRATION