Joseph Michael Wetzel

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Joseph Michael Wetzel

Birth
Des Moines, Polk County, Iowa, USA
Death
15 Aug 1985
Des Moines, Polk County, Iowa, USA
Burial
Des Moines, Polk County, Iowa, USA Add to Map
Plot
Block K Lot 1583
Memorial ID
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Little Joe was stillborn. He was the son of Rick and Kelly Wetzel.

'An Angel wrote in the book of life,
My baby's date of birth,
Then whispered as she closed the book,
"Too beautiful for Earth".
☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾

* Baby Joe is resting in the arms of his great grandma Colleen*
ღ¸.•*¨*❤*¨*•.¸❤ ℒℴѵℯ∂ ❤¸.•*¨*❤*¨*•.¸¸ღ



☆°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,ø¤°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°☆
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ WELCOME ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ TO Joe's ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۞۩๑๑۩۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑
☆°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,ø¤°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°☆


"These are my footprints,
so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints
never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint,
for now I have wings.
These tiny footprints were meant
for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,
in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints,
are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll never truly part."


☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾

*`•.¸(¯`v´¯)¸.•´* ♥
☆ º ♥ `•.¸.•´♥ º ☆.¸¸.•´¯`♥
¸.*.♥ My Beloved Angel ♥¨¯`•.¸¸.♡
¸.*.♥.♥. My Joey .♥´´¯`•.¸♡

☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾





Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ***♥ѕωєєт ∂яєαмѕ♥***Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Little Joe was stillborn. He was the son of Rick and Kelly Wetzel.

'An Angel wrote in the book of life,
My baby's date of birth,
Then whispered as she closed the book,
"Too beautiful for Earth".
☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾

* Baby Joe is resting in the arms of his great grandma Colleen*
ღ¸.•*¨*❤*¨*•.¸❤ ℒℴѵℯ∂ ❤¸.•*¨*❤*¨*•.¸¸ღ



☆°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,ø¤°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°☆
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ WELCOME ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ TO Joe's ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ GARDEN ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۞۩๑๑۩۩۞۩๑๑۩۞۩๑
☆°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø,ø¤°º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°☆


"These are my footprints,
so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints
never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint,
for now I have wings.
These tiny footprints were meant
for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,
in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints,
are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll never truly part."


☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾

*`•.¸(¯`v´¯)¸.•´* ♥
☆ º ♥ `•.¸.•´♥ º ☆.¸¸.•´¯`♥
¸.*.♥ My Beloved Angel ♥¨¯`•.¸¸.♡
¸.*.♥.♥. My Joey .♥´´¯`•.¸♡

☾☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸☆★¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆¸¸.•*♥*•.¸¸★☆☾





Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ***♥ѕωєєт ∂яєαмѕ♥***Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ