MAX

He was born in the middel of April 1998.
Along with him was his tripplet brother,
and his tripplet sister.

He was a figther.
Figthing for life.

He was brave and healthy.
Growing, becoming a "man".
He kept his parents hope,
while he was fooling around with his sisters.
He was a man.

We were so sorry when he suddenly got sick
The doctors told us he had a stroke,
but he trained and learned it all again.
He was so strong.

A friday, in the beginning of February,
you went to sleep,
and you never woke up.

We miss you so much,
our angel boy.

Take care, angel,
for you and your sister.

We miss you, we love you,
And we'll always do.

Forever in our hearts.

Mom, Dad
Sisters, Brother