Barbara Stahly (Boston Mass)
Johnny my son, I love you so.
Born to me on Christmas Day.
What a gift you were to me,
A treasure from heaven and the angels above, sent to me with all their love.
Right from the start there was a bond
that will never break, tight and strong.
A comfort to me you’ve always been with your loving ways that have sustained me all my days.
May the good Lord above watch over you and keep you safe and well until together in heaven we may dwell.
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