A Simple Life |
By Karen Joy Entz |
Adam Paul Entz, 12-16-97 to 8-28-02 |
Adam never uttered a word
But he told us he loved us in a million different ways He never learned to walk But took our hands and led us down a country road Adam never read a book But understood more than most about life He may have touched more lives than most Although his life was brief He took joy in life’s simple pleasures Like strawberry milkshakes, the rain or a long bath Swimming was the highlight of the day He had no need to fight over toys He watched and laughed as others played And…he had his slinky His laugh was infectious, coming from somewhere deep down inside His smile contagious His drool unrelentless His sounds often screeching His appetite ravenous His banging never-ending Our house was Adam-proofed For he was the best escape artist And never lost a chance But we shall miss every single one of these things for they were Adam too He never wanted to waste a moment Often staying awake far into the night He lived his life to the fullest And we’re sure never had a regret He fought death; like sleep With every fiber of his being He wanted to stay with those who loved him so Even trying one last time to check out his slinky! But when it was finally time to go He slipped quickly and quietly For there was a whole new world to explore Just waiting there for him. For those he’s left behind We are so aware That his simple little life Was a light that shone Far into the darkness And brightened oh so many lives Like an angel unaware |