A Message For Our Son

Written by Ellen Siska in Loving Memory of Edward David Siska
June 25, 1991 - September 15, 1991

Conceived in love, you came to us,
Our dear, sweet, baby boy.
Gift from above, we held you close,
You were our pride and joy.

Our hearts were full, oh Baby Ed,
To have a sweet new son.
We smiled at you, and you smiled back,
We'd only just begun.

And then one night, we tucked you in,
And kissed you, son so dear.
We didn't know, oh Baby Ed,
The end was very near.

You left that night, so long ago,
Without a single sound.
Our precious gift was robbed from us,
No reason ever found.

This thing called "SIDS" had come that night,
To steal away our son.
We never dreamed we'd lose you, Ed,
The grief had just begun.

The days were long, worse were the nights,
The pain was like a knife.
"You are so strong," they said to us,
They didn't know our strife.

A brother and a sister, too,
Have joined our family.
Big brother Ed, in photographs,
They often look to see.

Someday, our son, we'll have you back,
To hold and hug and kiss.
Until that day, oh dear, sweet Ed,
Your happy smile we'll miss.