God made a world out of his dreams,
Of magic mountains, oceans, and streams,
Prairies and plains and wooded land.
Then he paused and thought,
"I need someone to stand on top of mountains, to conquer the seas,
Explore the plains and climb the trees.
Someone to start out small and grow,
Sturdy and strong like a tree,"
And so...
He created boys full of spirit and fun,
To explore and conquer, to romp and run,
With dirty faces, banged up chins,
With courageous hearts and boyrish grins.
When he had completed the task he had begun,
He surely said:
"That is a job well done."
My dear Kelvin,
You are the best present that the nature and the God give us, the brave boy with the energy and intergrity in the world.
Our little boy, our little man.
Love you forever.
Yours Daddy and Mammy
