Ten years have past from nine eleven,
Ten years since Stephen went on to heaven.

Our family has stayed strong from those days of the dust.
There has been plenty of sorrow , too much pain for all of us.

No one would believe what we have done in his name,
but none of it seems worth it just the same.

You can't love a brother more then we loved Stephen,
There is no rhyme and there ain't no good reason.

Why did God take him from us that way,
It's just too high a price to pay.

Our wonder boy, our special gift from God,
taken from us in a moment, was it all a cruel lie.

No one could know the real emptiness and loss,
but how could you, never meeting Stephen ,of course.

His wife remains a steady force,as solid as an oak tree,
keeping his five children in line and remainig a family.

I could never image how she holds it all together,
must be God's helping hand reaching down from heaven.

My sisters and brothers who brought him up since age ten,
our parents having passed away,left Stephen in our hands.

We did our best to help him to become a good person, a real man,
He grew to amaze us all with his love of life, family and friends.

So on September eleventh when the world was in shock,
he ran to the towers to save souls like a minister for his flock.

Ten years have passed from nine eleven,
Ten years since Stephen went on to heaven.

We are doing our best the honor his legacy of love,
We asked for the guidance and strength from above.

No one would believe what we did in his name,
but none of it seems worth it just the same.