Daniel Kuffer was born to Donna and Brian Kuffer on Oct 25, 2001. He suffered a brain injury at birth, and was diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy. He never spoke a single word, yet he still managed to touch the hearts of so many people.
Daniel was truly a special boy in every single way. He made a difference in so many people's lives. Everyone who met him fell instantly fell in love. He was very brave, and strong and packed a lot of life into the short time we were blessed to have him here.
He passed away while sleeping and went to live in eternal health and happiness on April 28, 2008
He is survived by his parents; Brian and Donna, brother; Brandon Ancell, grandparents, Bill and Laura Allen and Francine Kuffer. Great-grandmothers, Barbara Allen and Mae Nicaise and aunts, uncles and cousins, many friends and his puppy Dillon.
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The story of the red gerber daisy by Lori R.
Somewhere among the gold paved roads and flowing rivers, not far past the tree of life a small boy stands looking down on earth. A beautiful red daisy clutched in his chubby hand, he pulls it close to his nose and inhales. A flood of memories fill his mind. His tiny feet in the sand at the beach, Daddy giving him nose rubs, Mom singing the sunshine song. A lifetime of memories consume his heart with happiness, as he peaks down below the clouds of Heaven to try to catch a glimpse of those he left behind.
A mother sits in her garden, a beautiful red daisy in her loving hands. She inhales and the memories fill her mind. The many nights she kept watch over her son, the quite moments he spent in her arms that felt like the most heart felt conversation she ever had. She lifts her eyes upwards towards the clouds up to Heaven hoping to catch a glimpse of that which she has lost.
A father sits listening to beautiful music, picking at the petals of a red daisy he holds in his hand. He takes a deep breath and is filled with memories. Fixing his son's hair just right, swinging at the park, tickling all those sweet little squishy spots. His lifts his eyes towards Heaven, past the clouds and squints to try to catch a glimpse of that which he has lost.
The boy climbs high up into the tree of life, right to the very tip top. There, are the most perfect red daises he ever laid his eyes on. He picks a few, just as he did before, kisses them, and tosses them in the air, watching them fall beneath the clouds. With a voice more beautiful than any of the angels he speaks. "For you Mommy and Daddy. Smell them and remember me, know that when its your time, when it is God's will that we reunite, I'll be here waiting, but until then dry your tears, and watch for the flowers I send and know that I love you"
Daniel was truly a special boy in every single way. He made a difference in so many people's lives. Everyone who met him fell instantly fell in love. He was very brave, and strong and packed a lot of life into the short time we were blessed to have him here.
He passed away while sleeping and went to live in eternal health and happiness on April 28, 2008
He is survived by his parents; Brian and Donna, brother; Brandon Ancell, grandparents, Bill and Laura Allen and Francine Kuffer. Great-grandmothers, Barbara Allen and Mae Nicaise and aunts, uncles and cousins, many friends and his puppy Dillon.
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The story of the red gerber daisy by Lori R.
Somewhere among the gold paved roads and flowing rivers, not far past the tree of life a small boy stands looking down on earth. A beautiful red daisy clutched in his chubby hand, he pulls it close to his nose and inhales. A flood of memories fill his mind. His tiny feet in the sand at the beach, Daddy giving him nose rubs, Mom singing the sunshine song. A lifetime of memories consume his heart with happiness, as he peaks down below the clouds of Heaven to try to catch a glimpse of those he left behind.
A mother sits in her garden, a beautiful red daisy in her loving hands. She inhales and the memories fill her mind. The many nights she kept watch over her son, the quite moments he spent in her arms that felt like the most heart felt conversation she ever had. She lifts her eyes upwards towards the clouds up to Heaven hoping to catch a glimpse of that which she has lost.
A father sits listening to beautiful music, picking at the petals of a red daisy he holds in his hand. He takes a deep breath and is filled with memories. Fixing his son's hair just right, swinging at the park, tickling all those sweet little squishy spots. His lifts his eyes towards Heaven, past the clouds and squints to try to catch a glimpse of that which he has lost.
The boy climbs high up into the tree of life, right to the very tip top. There, are the most perfect red daises he ever laid his eyes on. He picks a few, just as he did before, kisses them, and tosses them in the air, watching them fall beneath the clouds. With a voice more beautiful than any of the angels he speaks. "For you Mommy and Daddy. Smell them and remember me, know that when its your time, when it is God's will that we reunite, I'll be here waiting, but until then dry your tears, and watch for the flowers I send and know that I love you"
Daniel Kuffer was born to Donna and Brian Kuffer on Oct 25, 2001. He suffered a brain injury at birth, and was diagnosed with Cerebral Palsy. He never spoke a single word, yet he still managed to touch the hearts of so many people.
Daniel was truly a special boy in every single way. He made a difference in so many people's lives. Everyone who met him fell instantly fell in love. He was very brave, and strong and packed a lot of life into the short time we were blessed to have him here.
He passed away while sleeping and went to live in eternal health and happiness on April 28, 2008
He is survived by his parents; Brian and Donna, brother; Brandon Ancell, grandparents, Bill and Laura Allen and Francine Kuffer. Great-grandmothers, Barbara Allen and Mae Nicaise and aunts, uncles and cousins, many friends and his puppy Dillon.
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The story of the red gerber daisy by Lori R.
Somewhere among the gold paved roads and flowing rivers, not far past the tree of life a small boy stands looking down on earth. A beautiful red daisy clutched in his chubby hand, he pulls it close to his nose and inhales. A flood of memories fill his mind. His tiny feet in the sand at the beach, Daddy giving him nose rubs, Mom singing the sunshine song. A lifetime of memories consume his heart with happiness, as he peaks down below the clouds of Heaven to try to catch a glimpse of those he left behind.
A mother sits in her garden, a beautiful red daisy in her loving hands. She inhales and the memories fill her mind. The many nights she kept watch over her son, the quite moments he spent in her arms that felt like the most heart felt conversation she ever had. She lifts her eyes upwards towards the clouds up to Heaven hoping to catch a glimpse of that which she has lost.
A father sits listening to beautiful music, picking at the petals of a red daisy he holds in his hand. He takes a deep breath and is filled with memories. Fixing his son's hair just right, swinging at the park, tickling all those sweet little squishy spots. His lifts his eyes towards Heaven, past the clouds and squints to try to catch a glimpse of that which he has lost.
The boy climbs high up into the tree of life, right to the very tip top. There, are the most perfect red daises he ever laid his eyes on. He picks a few, just as he did before, kisses them, and tosses them in the air, watching them fall beneath the clouds. With a voice more beautiful than any of the angels he speaks. "For you Mommy and Daddy. Smell them and remember me, know that when its your time, when it is God's will that we reunite, I'll be here waiting, but until then dry your tears, and watch for the flowers I send and know that I love you"
Daniel was truly a special boy in every single way. He made a difference in so many people's lives. Everyone who met him fell instantly fell in love. He was very brave, and strong and packed a lot of life into the short time we were blessed to have him here.
He passed away while sleeping and went to live in eternal health and happiness on April 28, 2008
He is survived by his parents; Brian and Donna, brother; Brandon Ancell, grandparents, Bill and Laura Allen and Francine Kuffer. Great-grandmothers, Barbara Allen and Mae Nicaise and aunts, uncles and cousins, many friends and his puppy Dillon.
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The story of the red gerber daisy by Lori R.
Somewhere among the gold paved roads and flowing rivers, not far past the tree of life a small boy stands looking down on earth. A beautiful red daisy clutched in his chubby hand, he pulls it close to his nose and inhales. A flood of memories fill his mind. His tiny feet in the sand at the beach, Daddy giving him nose rubs, Mom singing the sunshine song. A lifetime of memories consume his heart with happiness, as he peaks down below the clouds of Heaven to try to catch a glimpse of those he left behind.
A mother sits in her garden, a beautiful red daisy in her loving hands. She inhales and the memories fill her mind. The many nights she kept watch over her son, the quite moments he spent in her arms that felt like the most heart felt conversation she ever had. She lifts her eyes upwards towards the clouds up to Heaven hoping to catch a glimpse of that which she has lost.
A father sits listening to beautiful music, picking at the petals of a red daisy he holds in his hand. He takes a deep breath and is filled with memories. Fixing his son's hair just right, swinging at the park, tickling all those sweet little squishy spots. His lifts his eyes towards Heaven, past the clouds and squints to try to catch a glimpse of that which he has lost.
The boy climbs high up into the tree of life, right to the very tip top. There, are the most perfect red daises he ever laid his eyes on. He picks a few, just as he did before, kisses them, and tosses them in the air, watching them fall beneath the clouds. With a voice more beautiful than any of the angels he speaks. "For you Mommy and Daddy. Smell them and remember me, know that when its your time, when it is God's will that we reunite, I'll be here waiting, but until then dry your tears, and watch for the flowers I send and know that I love you"
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