Anthony Colarusso

"My son, my precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of suffering, when you could see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
Author : Margaret Fishback Powers

You don't have to worry about me anymore,
All of those nights wasted pacing the floor.
Afraid that the phone would ring,
Terrified of the news it would bring.

I wasn't a very easy son to raise,
I gave you a run for your money on most days.
You tried with all you had to make me understand,
That the path I was taking was to a no man's land.

No, you don't have to worry anymore,
Sweet Jesus and his angels met me at the Door.
He held me and filled me with a love that set my heart ablaze,
And suddenly I could see the heartache and error of my ways.

I'm sorry I caused you so much anguish and pain,
And all for no reason, I had nothing to gain.

But Heaven is so beautiful, I've found peace you see,
And I'll be waiting for you Dad, to celebrate Jesus with me.

Your loving son,
Anthony