Jeffrey Kyle Ivey, Friday, September, 18, 1987, 4:00 p.m. Thankful Baptist Church, 302 Walker Street, Augusta, Georgia

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"I'll lend you far a little time
a child af mine." He said,
"Ear you ta lave the mhile he lives
and mourn far mhen he's dead.
It may be six or seven years
ar tmenty-tma ar three,
But mill yau, till X call him hack,
take care af him far me?
He'll bring his charms ta gladden you,
and should his stay be hrief,
you'll have his lovely memories
as solace far yaur grief."
"X cannot promise he mill stay,
since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught damn there
X mant this child to learn.
I've looked this mide morld over
in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that cromd life's lane
I have selected you;
Norn mill you give him all your love
not think the labor vain,
Nor hate me mhen X come to call,
and take him back again?"
X fancied that 1 heard them say,
"Bear Cord, Chy mill be done.
Ear all the joy the child shall bring
the risk of grief me'11 run.
We'll shelter him mith tenderness,
mell love him mhile me may,
And for the happiness meve knomn,
forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call for him
much sooner than me planned,
We'll brave the hitter grief that comes,
AND CRy 0 UNDERHAND.
Michael E. Haar
ORDER OF SERVICE
for
JEFFREY KYLE IVEY
Jeffrey means God's Peace
Kyle means Fair and Handsome
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Processional
Prayer..............................Rev. Eugene Adams
Scripture...........................Rev. Eugene Adams
Solo "Jesus Loves Me".............Mr. Larry Spivey
Words of Comfort....................Rev. N. T. Young
Solo "His Eye is on the Sparrow" Mrs. Maxine Newberry
Recessional
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Interment:
Cedar Grove Cemetery
Augusta, Georgia
PALLBEARERS
Michael DeJoie Johnathan W. Ivey
William Gilyard, IV Marc H. Ivey
Walter Donatello Ivey
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But Souvenirs
ons may die, but why?
Far even sans can't live with half a heart.
hree hays isn't much life,
But long enough ta remember thin blue lips,
uneven gasps in incubators,
Racking breaths that cause a pain to those mho matched.
Cong enough to remember I never held him,
nr felt his softness or counted his toes.
I didn't even know the color of his eyes.
Dead paled hands not quite covered by the gown
he mas to go home in. moist earthy smell.
One small casket. And the tears,
you see, 1 hold in my hand hut souvenirs of an
occasion.
A sheet of paper filled mith statistics,
A certificate mith smudge footprints,
A tiny bracelet engrave "Boy, Ivey."
you say that you knom horn I feel.
But you can't knom ,
I don't feel . .
Not yet.
Anonymous
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OUR THANKS
Our hearts are overflowing with gratitude for all the
expressions of love, concern, and sympathy shown to us
during our bereavement. Your thoughtfulness is deeply
appreciated and will always be remembered.
Jeffrey's Family
Dent's Undertaking Establishment, Inc.
In Charge