Ethan, a beautiful angel from above.
So full of life, so full of love.
You greeted the world with your infectious smile;
We knew at once you were a remarkable child.
"That's an angel if ever I've seen one,"
Said your Mom on your birth, her new born son.
And from that very moment you brought constant joy
To a world who would light up in seeing this blond little boy.
In the UPS store, you were only six months old,
The line was long and the people were, well, cold.
But you made your slushy noises and shoed that million dollar grin
And people laughed and smiled with joy and said, "Do it again."
Thanks to your most beautiful child, said one Gentleman that day,
And then he added "God Bless you son" and was on his way.
Like the blessing of the Christ child by old Simeon so long ago,
Both men aware of a blessed presence that somehow they could know.
Your picture was like a magnet when co-workers were feeling blue;
They would come to your Dad's office and feel better, just by looking at you.
You'll remember the 43rd St. Deli on Williston Road;
Your weekend ritual, it was a family code.
As usual you were in charge, in total control;
You took the keys to the car, it was time to roll.
It was all in fun, as all could see,
But the blind man there, how could he see?
How could he know, was it the exquisite joy,
That caused him to say, "He's such a beautiful boy."
Ethan, your name is Biblical and fits you to a T.
It means "an ever flowing stream" and is from Amos's prophecy.
Ever-flowing stream, my goodness, so absolutely You!
Constant motion, full of life, bringing joy in everything you do.
No naps for you, too much to do, things to figure out
Don't tie me down; I want to be out and about!
You loved Curious George and it's easy to see why;
You both would get into everything, you just had to try.
You liked music of all kinds, but maybe Sinatra the best;
You loved his song, "I did it my way," and so you did and so we were blessed!
There is another dimension to your name, Ethan, I want us all to know;
A prophecy of its forever constancy; it will never, never cease to flow!
And so we believe, and so we know, our beloved Ethan
You never end, you are and always will be an ever flowing stream.
In heaven with Jesus, whom you are delighting even now with your contagious joy,
An angel here - an angel there, always our remarkable little boy.
And, Ethan, ever flowing stream of love that you truly are,
You are here with us always, so real in our heart.
The next time we feel afraid to love or let go,
We'll remember your smile, your laugh and we'll know;
There is a little boy who in his most remarkable way,
Embraced life so fully; "I'll do it my way!"
We'll draw on your presence and be blessed by your joy,
For truly, truly, you are our beautiful Angel boy.
