To Our Littlest Angel
In memory of Cameron David Bertz 
Where have those Angels stolen you away?
Did they cross that shimmering rainbow
to reach another World?
That mysterious place as yet unknown to us,
But one of which we’ve had brief glimpses,
During those silent, twilight hours when
Not yet awake, nor yet asleep,
Faces from the past slip suddenly into focus,
And beautiful mountains under skies of unearthly hue,
Spin and whirl around us.
Heaven! Yes it does exist,
A lovely World where dear friends and loved ones reunite.
And so, little Cameron, play happily among the mountains,
Under skies of unearthly colors,
And wait for us! We love you.

Your family