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Iain, our little man, came down to earth,
Accompanied by heavenly angels at your birth.
Your chances for living were very poor,
As your Dear mother lingered at death's door.
Your body was not yet ready when you came,
But you put up a fight an earthly tabernacle to claim.
Many aids and nurses, and Doctors by the score,
All science known to man, they did explore.
Grandpa came to visit and sang to you there,
Your parents, Steven and Carrie, giving constant care.
A blessing of priesthood, gave you a name,
Promising family privileges, you will yet claim.
Your stay here on earth was very brief,
Then our Dear Lord, brought you relief.
You touched the love strings in many a heart,
Leaving sorrow and grief when you did depart.
Great Grandma & Grandpa
January 7, 1996
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Iain Christian Booher
May 27, 1995 - Dec. 20, 1995
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