IN MEMORY OF
GAVIN JAMES BELL
stillborn July 15th 2004.
by Mommy and Daddy:
Little baby, lay your head on your pretty cradle-bed;
Shut your eye-peeps, now the day And the light are gone away;
All the clothes are tucked in tight Little baby dear, good night.
Yes, my darling, well I know How the bitter wind doth blow;
And the winter's snow and rain Patter on the windowpane;
But they cannot come in here, To my little baby dear;
For the window shutteth fast, Till the stormy night is past;
And the curtains are warm and spread Round about your cradle-bed.
So till morning shineth bright, Little baby dear, good night.
Good night by Jane Taylor
It feels like you've been gone for so long. I want you to know Daddy is staying very strong for us. As for me all I can do is try to fill our emptiness with memories of you, which we will carry until we can be together again. You will NEVER be forgotten, you are and always will be our first born son. LOVE ALWAYS AND FOREVER xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo