Tony Cipolla

For my dear son Tony Cipolla who passed away 14 years ago November 9, 2000.

Angels are all around us, all the time, in the very air we breath.

Death is really not the end. Because you are in my dreams.

You always have a way to let me know that you’re OK.

Like the shooting star when I was sad at night.

The beautiful rainbow ring around the sun, must have been tears from heaven.

Oh and the beautiful purple Gladiola that was blooming after the frost.

I think it said, to Mom with Love.

I thank the Lord for the minutes, the hours, the days, and months, and years I had with you.

But my heart still cries because I miss you so much. Until the day I see you again.

Always remember, your hand is held gently by someone who never grips too tightly but yet never lets go.

Forever missing you.

Forever loving you.

Love Mom and your Brother, Dustin.