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Creston Perry Edgeington May 4, 1994 - March 24, 2002 What do you see when you look at me? Through the tears and the pain, I will try to explain, Though it really needs no validation.Sift through the debris of the life that is me, As I struggle to find my salvation. My beautiful boy, my pride and joy, So wise, though he was only seven. Is not here with me, he was taken, you see To sing with the angels in Heaven. I wish I knew why, my child had to die, Tell me, what is the purpose of pain?It's true, I suppose, that nobody knows, Though I ask it again and again. You may question my tears, my sorrow and fears, But there's one thing you cannot deny, I'm sure you'll agree, that what's happened, you see Gives me every right to cry. This much is true, I'll always love you, Forever you're my little boy. Today and tomorrow, in joy and in sorrow, That's something that death can't destroy. The love that you gave, helps me to be brave, Till my life on this earth has past, I'll see you someday, in that land faraway, Together forever, at last! And until that day, I hope and I pray, That the sadness is less than the joy, And shout it out loud, for I'll always be proud, That you are my beautiful boy! by Honna Hodder Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy! Love, Mom, Dad and Ryan.
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