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Jacob Isaiah Your mommy asked me to Write you a poem But I can’t find the words to Express Our heart felt tears or tender Happiness You were only with us a few Short days But then the Lord took back The life he gave I hope, precious Angel, that God Will find a time To give you back to us, when The world is fine Until then you will watch us From above Looking down on us with your Own understanding and love So we dedicate your birthday in Honor of you We wont celebrate with pain or Tears But with joy and Laughter through The years In such a short life, you gave us So much A new understanding of patience, Laughter and Love So on this day we celebrate your life And not your death For you were an Angel and one of Gods very best -Written By Amber Rambo

Fallen Angel Heaven must have missed the Angel that Had fallen to earth Straight from the clouds into the arms of Your Mother God must have been looking for such A Precious Gift Because only one of God’s own could have Touched lives the way you did The Angels must have cried when you fell From the clouds For the pain they once had felt, we are Feeling now God must have believed you were too precious For our arms to hold For even we could not have protected you From a world so cold God must have had bigger plans for You His precious Fallen Angel dressed in Blue The Angels hearts must have cried For days For though you’ve been gone a year, We still feel the pain God must have missed his Angel so Small Because you were not here long before You answered Gods call Heaven must have missed the angel that Had fallen to earth Straight from the clouds into the arms of Your Mother -Written By Amber Rambo 6/4/04

8 Days There were seven days of Laughter And seven days of pure Joy As we looked upon the face of Heaven in one little boy Seven days of happiness as we Held your little hand I was there when you entered this World as your mommies little man Seven days of comfort in believing You were okay And then it became a lifetime of Pain Because you left this world on Day eight You left us behind with just a Memory to hold A heart full of tears as each Year unfolds A casket that lays empty for your Spirit is gone You left us for heaven to sing an Angel’s song Eight days old and your life came To an end Leaving this earth to be with God Again I close my eyes and hear an Angel’s Song I rest in the comfort in knowing that Heaven is where you belong - Written By Amber Rambo 6/4/04