Thursday, December 20, 2012

Michael Vabner's tribute to his brother Noah Pozner

Despite a raging ear, throat and nose infection that had almost robbed him of his voice, my grandson Michael, 17, stepped up to the microphone at the funeral service and paid tribute to Noah:
"While we may weep today, we will be reunited someday, that we can better ourselves as people for Noah. There is no greater way to honor him then by celebrating his life and living for him. I love you brother, I cannot wait until I can see you once more but until then I will remain strong and live as well as I can for you. We lost our son, brother,grandson, nephew, and friend.... but we gained a guardian angel".

Then he read a poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye:

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep. 
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.


  1. Beautiful, comforting poem. Michael, your courage and determination show that you have a bright future. God bless you.

  2. d to get in contact with someone reguarding Noah. From the moment I seen his picture I was instantly drawn to him. My son passed away July 18th, 2011 by choking to death on a grape. When this shooting happened among all the little faces Noah's stood out to me most of all. I was instantly in love with him, he drew me in and I seen him in my own son some how. I want to let the family of this beautiful angel that he is in heaven and I hope that him and my son are playing in heaven together. Maybe that is why I felt the connection I did because maybe my son sent me that special feeling to let me know he has met a new eternal friend. I would love to talk to anyone in the family if you feel like contacting me. My heart is with you during this moment of tragedy and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't think of all those little children and see little Noah's beautiful eyes. He was truly an angel here on earth, as well as one in heaven now.

  3. Beautiful words and great choice of poem. Rest in Peace Noah

  4. Beautiful tribute to a beautiful child! Rest in Peace Noah. You are in my thoughts and Prayers every day, sweet Angel.



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