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Ryan Soper
April 23, 2000 ~ December 24, 2002
God has him in his keeping,
We have him in our hearts...
Ryan is loved and deeply missed by Sarah
Lee and Christine
And his Mom Deborah and his Dad Troy
I chose a fall theme for Ryan's page because
one day he was playing in a pile of leaves. Every time a leaf fell
from the tree, Ryan wanted us to put it back on the tree.
When we couldn't, he got mad and started yelling and pointing
up toward the tree in his baby babble.
My girlfriend, Nancy, was babysitting Ryan, and everytime Ryan
smacked her, she would smack his hand back and say,"no hit".
Finally, Ryan got so frustrated and since he couldn't talk, he
pointed at Nancy and started saying,"noing, noing, noing".
If someone out there is listening,
If God is really true
It doesn't make any sense
Why He has chosen you
You're everything a parent could dream of
An Angel sent to us
You've never asked for anything
A fighter with no fuss
My guess is He made a mistake
He sent us a precious gem
Now realizing His loss
He wants you back again.
The path He's chosen for you,
We feel cheated and seems so cruel
But was He thinking it would be easier
just taking a little each time of you
Giving us the pleasure of knowing your presence
your self being...
So if there is a God and this is the way you think
should I thank you or hate you?
As my heart and soul begin to sink
Lord I thank you for giving me
someone so precious and so very grand
And I will stand by Him forever
What ever place, time, or land
Until I hold my precious little Ryan Scott
Close to my heart, in my arms once again...
There's a very special place
Way up in God's big sky
Where I went to get my wings.
And there I learned to fly
I floated on a puffy cloud
While watching over you.
Hearing everything you said,
I saw what you could do,
But then I knew you needed me..
You called and I was there
'cause I'm your
Guardian angel,
And I will always care...
Yesterday, I heard your voice
Today, that voice is still.
I yearn to hear it once again,
I guess I always will..
Yesterday I touched your face
As you lay safe in bed
If I could kiss you just once more
And stroke your precious head...
You touched my life so briefly
And the magic lingers on.
It blesses me at twilight
And it wakes me with the dawn.
If I live until forever,
Till my eyes no longer see,
My mind will e'er remember
What you were and are to me...
By Marcia Dyke
Godspeed little man
Sweet dreams little man
Oh my love will fly to you each night on angel's wings
Godspeed little man
Sweet dreams little man....
Please take a moment and sign Ryan's guestbook
Memorials by Martha
Midi Selection: With Arms Wide Open by Creed
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