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This is a modified version of the poem on the second anniversary
of Isaac’s “transformation day”.

I have a son, his name is Isaac
He lives forever in my heart
I miss his eyes, his smile,
I miss his laughter and his bear hugs
For this child I prayed
What a blessing it was to gaze
Upon the gift of our little redhead
It was a miracle that he was even born
Isaac’s name means laughter and promised one
A playful, loving boy, my only son
With dimpled grin
Oh how he made me laugh
He ran around the yard with the breeze
Fishing in the pond, making forts in the trees
Rescuing animals
Cowboy boots and sword fighting
His laugh was contagious
Mischievous he and his sisters are
An entrepreneur, he started in first grade
And an artist
Drew his own comic books
He grew from creating robots and space ships
Became a young Marine
Played soccer, paintball and lacrosse
Self-taught, whizzed around Computers
Compassionate, thoughtful of others
A wild, funny sense of adventure
Football player all year long
He was also a Monroe Scholar
Smart, fun, loyal and true ~
For his friends there wasn’t anything he would not do
His smiling face such a light he was so full of potential
So I have cried, I do not know all that he held inside,
The part of him he was trying to hide
From the start, he was a man at heart
Life is not always fair and He worked hard to be so strong
What happened?
What lies were so loud that you left us behind?
My precious son you will never be forgotten
As long as I live, you live in heart, soul and mind
Isaac, I will choose remember
“To Pass on the Good”
Your caring and willingness to give
Not judging others, wanting to live
To dream to hope for good things
Son, the life you lived has changed others
In your own way, you still are
You changed your mother…
I cannot undo the past
I miss you so
But I am finding peace
I know you would not want my world to cease
So I carry on, in my heart with faith I sing a song…
I have a son, his name is Isaac.

Christmas 2005