Candle POEM BY Roy Cleveland
With a puff of wind the flame is gone, Like the life of our beautiful son.
The candle is a symbol of what could have become, For his death in June, this was taken from.
He lived life as if he was fine Even though he somehow knew.
That soon would be his ending time
And his life would then be through.
To you our son this candle was burned,
To you our son we love you still,
To the part of our hearts that continues to yearn,
We love you Chris, and always will.
-- Roy Cleveland, Dec. 21, 2007