Our Infant Son

You came into our lives And it was a wonderful sight. When you laughed, I laughed. When you cried, I cried. When you slept, I stared Wondering in twenty years Who you are going to become. Are you going to do something great with you life? Are you going to the NFL? Or are you going to settle down with kids and a wife? Whatever you become Whatever you do, Your father and I will be right there Pushing you to your fullest. Not holding you hand, Not telling you what to do or how to do it. Just letting you be and finding your own path. That was our dream And now they are ruined. Because one day unexpected, You were gone. I will never be able to hold you again, I will never be able to hear you laugh. I will never see you cry or watch you sleep. We will never what you might have become. So as we say Good Bye and lay you down to rest, We ask you to watch over us and never forget us, Because we will never forget you, Our infant son! Dedicated to my cousin-Logan David Seilar—July 06, 2005-October 06, 2005. Will never be forgotten!