In memory of Wil (William) Morrow

July 16, 1981 – April 28, 2005

Dearest son,

Memories are like the gentle breeze,

Passing over the flowers.

It winds its way through the tall grass

Over fields of corn and wheat.

Some days it blows icy cold and fierce

And thoughts of you catch in my heart.

But soon a softer wind blows

As though you are hugging me close.

And I know that you are always a part of me.

On your birthday, you are forever loved

As we miss you always.

Have a Happy Birthday with your angels.

Love Mom, Dad,

Laurie, John, Drew and Amelia,

Dave and Leonardo