| When I think of Jacob John | 
| Jacob's Sibling | 
| In memory of my baby brother Jacob | 
| My mom was in the hospital
 My dad was here at home I felt so bad inside me I thought I’d write this poem. The night my daddy told me Was the night of Halloween. To see my Father crying Was a sight I’d never seen. He told me that my brother died The day that he was born. It isn’t fair; it isn’t right My heart was really torn. Now that time is passing And all our lives go on, It brings both tears and smiles When I think of Jacob John.  |