Dedicated to Chad E. Zydyk
My brother, your brother, brothers do no wrong.
We fight, we scream, but always get along.
We've lost so many people that meant so much
We will not see anymore or even feel their touch.
We will miss their smell, we will miss their smile
Until we see them at the end of that big white aisle.
We cannot wait to see you again
Our brother, our family, our friend.
You are my brother. In words I can't describe this is a big loss.
To some family, some friends, you were their Hoss.
Now it's time to say Good-Bye.
Until we all become angels and fly.
I said it once I have to say it again
Goodbye Chad, from your family, your brothers, and your friends.
By: Matthew P. Zydyk
Chad E Zydyk
A Miracle to Many
A son, a brother, a young man with a heart.
Loved by so many, being as big as a bear.
To be near his family, always taking his part.
Always coming together, having a laugh to share.
His love for racing grew with his age.
Kept busy working on cars with a smile on his face.
The dream of winning a trophy and to hold on a stage.
Built his cars to compete and to enter that race.
His mother has gone and not long before.
He missed talking to her, at times he had said.
Knowing now he is in God's House, she held open the door.
Together in Heaven, he rests now in his new bed.
The gifts he left behind, that came from inside.
Those God had chosen the gift, not just anyone.
To restore life and would be sent far and wide.
Was his race to live on, A Miracle to Many.
By: E.P.Z (Father)