To ease the loss you bear
Just know that you are very close
In every thought and prayer
You are surrounded by
people who love you...
You are remembered by
people who care
God's Love
Lights the Way
and Turns the
Darkness into Day

Isabella
Rose
Born
December 30, 2001 at approximately
3:40 pm, 8 pounds, 21 inches long
Went to Heaven April 14, 2002
Written by Denny Lancaster
(aka The Faerie Keeper, LaSalle, and Grandpa to Isabella
Rose)
How they wish for a child of delight,
one who smiles at early morn's light;
Twinkles in her oval eyes gleam,
black hair whose ringlets stream.
Then a circle Faeries formed at night,
saw the embers flicker to their delight;
Joined hands, this mighty cheerful clan,
soon a Faerie child would be born of man.
Now when the cock crows at night thrice,
scurry our Faerie clan like wee mice;
Gathered mushrooms to mark her spot,
boiled them in the large round pot.
Drunk the Faerie brew of legends past,
in her body a free spirit, which would last;
Isabella Rose is the name she beholds,
soon of her gleeful stories will be told.
And in his wee hand can hold three like she,
so small, yet her aura lights so we can see,
shadows vanish for our souls are set free.

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