This is a poem that one of my sisters sent to me to have read at
Treil's memorial services on Aug. 20. It is sad but touching.

The Silence of A Child

The gift of a childs love,
is that of one of a kind.
The gentleness of a childs touch,
is the wonder of our remind.
The voice of a child speeking,
is the sound of joy to us.
The beating of a childs heart,
made from love that day was.
The precious times we had shared,
from the life that was created.
Has been saddened of your departure,
the which we never anticipated.
The dreams of a new child,
we are left wondering what to do.
With a child we were blessed,
though taken when just a new.
Now we turn to our lord,
as we pray with saddened hearts.
We ask you to watch over our little one,
as their new journey starts.
It's time for you to rest now,
your job here on earth is done.
Forever in our hearts,
you were the chosen one.
Flown to heaven yet so free,
the innocence of a dove.
When we are missing you,
we will look to up above.