A new kind of freedom, from a loss so great,
that only a child could give, with the help of fate.
A new kind of freedom is here to stay for a life without fear
of death or wealth only that of pain for a loss so dear.
A new kind of freedom, of understanding think not,
Perhaps through prayer and answer will come.
A new kind of freedom, as life will go on,
I will continue the path Ryan sent me on.
A new kind of freedom, bound for charity and hope,
which will provide me the ability to cry and to cope.
A new kind of freedom is in front of my eyes, In memory
I see a child so pure, she gave me a gift,
I have to endure