Poems for a Spirtiual Lift

[ashleysmom]

Just a poem I wrote for us,

The pain is overwhelming, the aching of our souls.

How will we ever go on, with these enormous gaping holes?

Day by day we walk through life, the wounded and the weary,

Reminders all around us, our eyes are always teary.

Then God will send a sign, if we are open to receive it,

He lets us know He's here with us, take a minute, really feel it.

Our babies know no pain or sorrow, they're in God's loving embrace,

Someday we'll be together again, in an awesome, loving place.

This is but a chapter, of God's perfect plan,

Who am I to question him, as he reaches for my hand?

God has a plan for us, for this I am sure,

As chapters of our life are closed, He opens other doors.

And when I have fulfilled, my purpose here on earth,

I will stand before my Lord, in a glorious rebirth.

Once again we'll be reunited, with our babies, happy and free,

Never again to be parted, for all eternity!

Peace to all as we each fulfill our purposes,

Dottie

[lauraa]

DOTTIE,

THANK YOU.........................................LAURA

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[griffinsmom]

In response to ideas for new threads......I'd be interested in how bereaved parents marraiges are surviving- especially those whose child is the mothers natural child- and the fathers child by marraige. Mine is flailing...

[starchilde]

My condolences to all who have lost a child... as I know the hole it leaves now... my son Brendan passed away March 25th,2005. He was born with disabilities,but in 23 1/2 yrs. he was never sick, never in the hospital...in 2004, he was in there 8 times. The last 14 months were hard,to watch someone who'd always been able to get about even with disabilities,suddenly not be able to.

I have a billion poems in my head, yet they do not want to come out on paper...words just do not suffice for me yet...

GriffinsMom... I too, am in the same kind of situation...being Brendan's mom, & hubby is Bren's stepdad. I pray our marriage stays together,that he will understand my grieving. He was the only dad Brendan really had.

God bless all~

[ashleysmom]

Ashley Rose

4/21/86-7/4/04

On April twenty first, nineteen eighty six,

God gave us a very special gift.

To love and to cherish and protect her from harm,

to enjoy for her lifetime, her very special charm.

But who could have known, her life would be so brief,

and we'd be left behind, drowning in our grief?

But God has given us hope for a wonderful rebirth,

that will take place when we are no longer of this earth.

My baby you've gone on ahead of us, your earthly job was done,

someday we'll be together again, reunited as one.

Until that day has finally come, my baby I must say,

We love you, miss you and think of you, each and every day.

Happy birthday in heaven baby,

Love, Mom, Dad and Crystal

[encouraged]

Dottie,

Thank you for the lovely poem for Ashley Rose. I pray that your tribute brings encouragement to others, too. Your family is in my prayers today.

Your Texas Friend

[bluebaby94]

Hi everyone. I am new here. I lost my son Isaiah,he had just turn 10. He was my whole reason os being. Here is a poem that was wwritten for my son.

HOW DO ANGELS GET THEIR WINGS?

Isaiah asked, how do angels get their wings?

Isaiah it's the most amazing thing.

God will make a pair just for you when you get to heaven here's what he'll do.

For every kiss and every smile that you make bless someone's lips,god adds a feather just for you and sometimes to be nice he'll add two.

Won't they be heavy/

No they won't. in fact, they'll make you float.

You mean through the air?

Yes but Isaiah your not guite there.

What will I look like in the sky?

a shooting star to the human eye.

That's for me that's what I'll do I'll get my wings a n d fly for you

We'll thursday night(January 29 2004) he got his wings and now he can do fantastic things.

In fact we saw him just last night, in the sky he shined so bright.

So when it's dark and the sky is clear, look up into the atmosphere and when you see a shooting star, know it's Isaiah from afar

Teaching angels wonderful things, like how little angels get their wings.

I hope that you will all injoy this poem.

I saw Isaiah early one morning. Me and me son were going to go vist my sister, While waiting for my mother, I was sitting on the porch, the sky was filled with s many stars and I was telling my older son how I had wish that Isaiah was here. All of a sudden a star went flying across the sky. It seem so close that I felt that I could just reach out and touch it. I think that he was telling us that he was there with us.

[ashleysmom]

Bluebaby94,

I am so sorry for the loss of your Isaiah. You have come to the right place. Everyone here has been so helpful even in their own grief. I hope that you will find some comfort here. What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing. Peace to you and yours, Dottie

[encouraged]

Dear Bluebaby94 - Isaiah's Mom,

Thank you for sharing the lovely poem.

You also said, "I saw Isaiah early one morning. Me and me son were going to go vist my sister, While waiting for my mother, I was sitting on the porch, the sky was filled with s many stars and I was telling my older son how I had wish that Isaiah was here. All of a sudden a star went flying across the sky. It seem so close that I felt that I could just reach out and touch it. I think that he was telling us that he was there with us."

Isaiah sounds like a very wise little boy. I share in the sorrow of your loss. God bless and comfort you today.

Your friend from Texas

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[matthewsmom2001]

Hi Everyone:

I have been collecting poems for my local chapter of Compassionate Friends and I want to share the one that is my absolute favorite.

When I Finally Come to Glory

by Fran Morgan

I need a favor, Blessed Mother,

Could you help me with this,please?

It's concerning your son, Jesus

So I'm praying on my knees.

When I finally come to Glory

And I see the Promised Land,

I envision Jesus smiling,

Reaching out His loving hand.

He will be so glad to see me

When I finally arrive,

For I proclaim His name on earth

Each day that I'm alive.

He will want to keep His promise,

Bring me straight to Father God,

And to the Holy Spirit,

But, O Mother... this is hard.

For my child will be there cheering

As I come through Heaven's Gate.

And I know you know my heart's desire

And HOW LONG I'VE HAD TO WAIT!

I'm afraid that when I see my som

I'll forget the protocol,

And run to hold him in my arms,

Bypassing One and All!

We will smile and laugh together,

And dance around with glee!

To touch his curls, and kiss his face

Is what Heaven means to me.

So will you, Blessed Mother

Please explain me to your Son?

Because you have a mother's heart

You KNOW to whom I'll run.

Make it right with the Creator

And the Blessed Trinity,

I'm afraid I'll fly right past Them

When my golden son I see.

I don't want to shock the Angels

Or to scandalize the Saints,

Or to have my Day of Glory

Be the day all Heaven faints!

I have borne what God has sent me,

Praised and thanked Him through life's worst,

And, if Heaven is my just reward,

Let me see my baby FIRST.

Then I'll join the Angels singing

As I praise God with my boy

To be finally reunited

With my son... and God of joy!

Blessings to all of you,

Matthewsmom2001

[Tiffany]

Matthewsmom2001,

Wow, what a great poem. Thank you so much for posting it. I used to go to Compassionate Friends and still receive their newsletters, but I don't remember ever seeing that. It pretty much sums things up for me, and I'll bet a lot of other parents who have lost children. I read it three times and cried everytime. Finallly I copied it and saved it in my Word documents so that I will always be able to find it when I want. Thanks for sharing.

[rhonda68]

Matthewsmom2001

Loved the poem!

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[griffinsmom]

Well- not really a spiritual lift- but an interesting victim impact statement, which has come out in a poetic format. I thought Id see what you thought. WWW.Memory-of.com - type in Griffin Schwartz, you can get more background if you're interested.

No second chances here.

I raised Griffin by myself. For 17.5 years, every move I made was tied to Griffins well being. Just the mundane things-

dinner, lunch money, when to take a shower, did I get him his....to do ....does he have.......do I need to.....homework?

How has my life been affected by this?

Nothing is promised = expect nothing

My life stopped Jan 1, 2005.

Everything, everyone around me is moving- yet here I stand- stunned and mortified at the reality I have yet to accept.

My daughter has lost a brother.

My husband has lost his wife.

My son? He lost his life.

And what about the Mom? The wife?

Here was Griffin- markedly intelligent, full of love and life-

he made a mistake, too.

But, no second chances here.

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[tdubslilsis14]

In Memory of My 16 year old older brother who was killed in a car accident caused by a drunk driver. I was 13 when he died in Nov. I turned 14 a few months ago. I wrote this after the accident...

"Just A Little While"

Crystal blue eyes

big goofy smile

we only got to know you

just a little while

You left me many memories

of times we shared together

I was your little sister

and you were my older brother

Maybe one day

I will be with you once again

But for now you are an Angel

shining down on us from Heaven

I will aways remember

those crystal blue eyes

and that big goofy smile

Even if you were only here

just a little while.....

Written By Abbey~ friend of my brothers and Kristin (the girl who died in the same accident)

"I'm Home"

I saw the news today

Didn't know it was that bad

and I didn't feel the pain

That you thought I might of had

I'll always be your little girl

No matter how much time has past

I'll be your light unto the world

as the days are goin past

Theres no pantel lying here

streets are really made of gold

I met the father and the son

and they gave me a hand to hold

I'm home

I can feel it somehow

I'm home

And its beautiful here

So please don't grieve

Because I did not leave

I'm home

I'm home...

Written for Kristins family...she was only 16

[griffinsmom]

Very nice, lil' sis.

[jahrynsmom]

This was written for my family by a co-worker and friend shortly after the death of our son in Dec. 2004.

He sits in Heaven

He sits in Heaven, watching you.

He's sorry for all he's put you through.

He sees your tears, grief you try to hide.

The lonely nights, endless since he died.

He wants you to know, he loved his life,

Happiness like sunshine, through struggle and strife.

You raised him with kindness, with discipline and love.

From a boy to a man, when push came to shove.

He thanks you Mom, for seeing him through,

sometimes it was hard, but you knew what to do.

He thanks you Dad, for the love you spent,

bonding father to son, time was heaven sent.

He thanks you Brother, for being a friend,

for loving and caring to the bitter end.

He thanks you Sister, for what you taught,

that family is precious, it means alot.

He misses you all and He's watching you.

Keep him close to your heart, feel his love shine through.

This friend never knew my son presonally, only from me talking about him. She covered everyones relationship with him wonderfully. This poem has brought great comfort to me so I thought that I might share it with you.

[liltimsmom]

In Memory Of my angel Lil Tim. He passed away at 2 months from sids. A part me and his daddy went with him. But knowing he is with Jesus's is all thats getting us through. And knowing if we serve God and put him first we will see him again. So this is to you son, not a minute go by your not in my heart and thoughts.

You were my morning sunshine.

My ray of hope at night.

Your beautiful smile gave me strength,

on all those sleepless nights.

I cherish every minute that the Lord gave me with you.

And knowing your with Jesus is all thats getting me through.

Not many people can that Jesus has been in their home,

but I know that he was the night he took you for his own.

He knew you to perfert for anywhere but above.

But that still doesn\'t ease my pain, I guess its just a mother\'s love.

You\'ll never be forgotten, your in our hearts to stay.

And day hasn\'t passed that I haven\'t seen your face.

I know one day these tears will be replaced with a smile,

for when Jesus call Mommy home, once again I will be with my child.

Waitting on that glorious day,

Mommy, Daddy & Your Brothers

[liltimsmom]

In Memory Of my angel Lil Tim. He passed away at 2 months from sids. A part me and his daddy went with him. But knowing he is with Jesus's is all thats getting us through. And knowing if we serve God and put him first we will see him again. So this is to you son, not a minute go by your not in my heart and thoughts.

You were my morning sunshine.

My ray of hope at night.

Your beautiful smile gave me strength,

on all those sleepless nights.

I cherish every minute that the Lord gave me with you.

And knowing your with Jesus is all thats getting me through.

Not many people can that Jesus has been in their home,

but I know that he was the night he took you for his own.

He knew you to perfert for anywhere but above.

But that still doesn't ease my pain, I guess its just a mother's love.

You'll never be forgotten, your in our hearts to stay.

And day hasn't passed that I haven't seen your face.

I know one day these tears will be replaced with a smile,

for when Jesus call Mommy home, once again I will be with my child.

Waitting on that glorious day,

Mommy, Daddy & Your Brothers

[nicksmom21]

This was a poem I wrote for My son Nicks 1 year Anniversary in Heaven

I'm the parent of an angel this I did not ask to be

I'd love to have my son back here on earth with me

At 22 was taken so young as oh so bright

His sparkling blue eyes and smile I'll always see for its what gives me life

Circumstances sketchy we're still searching for the truth

but Nick I promise I will not rest until I see this through

for now I'm the parent of an angel I miss him each and every day

but we will meet again and until then in my heart you'll stay

[billysmom1]

The Master Bouquet

The Master walked in his garden .plucking flowers along the way . he plucked one of my loved ones .to add to his bouquet . my heart at first was broken .at the loss of one so dear . but the tears i shed just washed my eyes . so i saw his way more clear . my lord has a a need for just this one .for the pattern .he has in mind . but its hard for the rest of us to see . why we must be left behind perhaps we are not ready to go just yet . we may need to ripen more . to reach the full blown fragrance my lord is waiting for . so iam going to try my very best . to be loving and kind each day . so at last i'll be counted worthy to be part of my masters bouquet this was in my sons memory book and it has helped to know my son had what was needed from him to go to the great afterlife i hope it will help others ( this was a part of my sons guest book ) and it helped a little

[jaysdad]

I wrote this poem originally for my wife's father, I re-dedicated it to my son Jay, who pased away May 13, 2005 from a tragic motorcycle accident caused by a drunk driver:

LOVE EVERLASTING

A soul has left

to a better life, you see.

No pain, no sorrow, no anguish or fear.

There's peace, there's love

and great happiness, my dear.

We know life is precious

for we are unique.

No flower, no treasure, precious stone

or gem can even compare

to the love we have shared.

In life and beyond our love will endure

for it's born of pure feeling

of passsion, of wanting and needing

and great happiness, my dear.

Go now in peace and be free

I know you'll be waiting

on the other side for me.

Don't fear, don't ponder

as only a moment, it seems life to be

I promise I Promise

that soon I'll be with thee.

Fred Cortes

[nicksmom21]

A poem to my son

There's no mending our broken hearts

Our memories are what we keep

The emptiness is painful

The sorrow goes so deep

Many try to comfort us

But there is little they can say

We love you and We miss you

As we carry on each day

I have to believe your in a better place

And that our hell is here on earth

Your destiny pre-determined

Long before your birth

The good die young is what they say

We can never forget that horrible day

Its played over and over inside of my head

No sense to be made of it No words to be said

I sometimes sense your presence

I hope your close by me

Don't have you here to hug

But your smile I'll always see

So when I'm called home I'll be with you

And my pain will be no more

Wait for me Nick on the other side

When I'm knocking on heavens door

[mamabets]

For Jaysdad- In reading your poem, I couldn't help but think of something that I found when my Danny passed...

THE WORLD HAS LOST A BEAUTIFUL PERSON, BUT HEAVEN HAS GAINED ONE GREAT SOUL...

xoxomamabets

Do you live in Florida?

[angelmommy]

The 50 Foot Tall Angel:

By Penny Clark Babson from the book " The Last Trip Home"

On the Corner Stands an Angel;

She represents the light;

That you use to bring to us;

Everyday and night.

She stands in silent virtue;

Watching over thee;

A 50 foot tall guardian;

For all the world to see.

And some may think we’re wealthy:

And others may not know;

It wasn’t money that put her there;

But the Love of another soul.

We didn’t want you to be just a marker;

Just another soul at rest;

We wanted all to know you;

And see you at your best;

So first they see the angel:

And then they come to you;

And read the words we placed there;

For every soul who knew;

And they will then walk away;

Remembering at best;

The 50 foot tall angel;

That marks the place you rest.

[sweetpea1995]

Allison wasn't my child (I'm only 14), she was my sister, but she was a child when she died, and ever since I wrote this poem, all I have to do is read it, and I feel a little better, knowing that someday, I'll see her again. I'm not sure if this is the place to post this, seeing as it is under the "loss of a child" section but it's the only place I've seen so far for poems.

"The Monarch" by me, Jessi Hersey

A single Monarch butterfly

floats so-silent-soft to earth,

carried by the breeze

to land on my outstretched hand.

Gazing at the majestic painted wings,

I am consumed by memories:

of releasing Monarch’s in remembrance of

your free spirit,

and of the one butterfly

that would not fly away, clinging to me.

“That’s Ally,” Mom had said.

I blink, and no longer see the insect,

but your face, the

angelic features that I have missed.

You smile at me,

warm brown eyes all aglow,

and I can’t help but smile in return.

Looking up, I find myself

not in my world,

but in yours;

a world of unimaginable beauty.

Your small warm hand grasps mine,

pulling me down a path

lined by glittering silver butterflies,

“Follow me!”

I do, and on the way we talk;

me of home

and you of Heaven.

Being around you after all this time

becomes too much for me to handle,

and tears blur my vision, threatening to spill.

You smile up at me,

“Please don’t cry,”

and I see that you are near to tears yourself.

Always the protective older sister,

I manage to stay my tears

and throw my arms around your tiny frame.

“I never thought I’d see you again,”

my voice is barely a whisper.

You look me straight in the eye,

“I’ll never leave you,” you promise,

“Never.”

Looking forward down the path

I spot a door of light

shimmering gloriously ahead

“What is that?” I ask you.

Smiling, you reply,

“That is where I live,

“Where I must go.”

In a brilliant flash of light, you are through the door

and I know I cannot cross with you.

I don’t belong here.

All of a sudden, I’m back where I started,

the Monarch gracefully fluttering

upward, circling my head

before disappearing into the sky above.

”Why couldn’t you just stay here?” I ask,

although I already know the answer.

You were not meant to live here on earth,

just as I could not follow you into Heaven.

Remembering your promise, I smile to myself.

Some day, I will pass through that door,

but not today.

[maskott]

sweetpea...the poem is beautiful and I'm sure your sister would really love it. I'm glad it gives you some comfort. I know it's not easy losing a sister but keep reading this poem to yourself and she will always be with you.

BettyAnn

[aprilsmom]

Dearest Sweetpea- your poem will help me get through today - thank you, it's SO beautiful! My 2 daughters here and 2 sons also lost their sister. She was 26 and truly a "big sis" like yours. I hope you'll feel her hug you today. Take Care, Renee

[joshsmom]

Sweetpea,

I just had a chance to read your poem and I had to post back to you!

I lost my 16 year old son, Josh, almost 2 years ago. He has a 21 yr old brother, who was 19 when he passed.

I cried while reading your very insightful words! Not because it was sad, but because it says what all of us feel! You have captured everything in this poem!

Thankyou for sharing it with us!

I always try to picute heaven and Josh being there, and that does give me some comfort! It has to be the most awsome and beautiful place! I wait too, to see him again, in this wonderful place they now call "Home"!

Take care!

[sweetpea1995]

Thanks everyone! I'm glad my poem helped you.

[ashleysmom]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN HEAVEN ASHLEY!!!

On April twenty first, nineteen eighty six,

God gave me a very special gift.

To love and to cherish and to protect her from harm,

To enjoy for her lifetime, her very special charm.

But who could have known her life would be so brief,

And I'd be left behind, drowning in my grief.

God has given me hope, for a wonderful rebirth,

That will take place when I'm no longer of this earth.

My Baby you've gone on ahead of me, your earthly job was done,

Someday we'll be together again, reunited as one.

Until that day is finally here, my Baby I must say,

I love you, miss you and think of you, each and every day.

Love, Mom

[mamabets]

For Sweetpea- What a beautiful poem!! I have been having a tough stretch- I lost my 25 year old son, Danny , in June os 2004- My brother, Paul, ALWAYS loved the Monarch butterfly when he was a little boy, and our maskott and mattsdad , here, have a bond with butterflies, so whenever I either see one or read something about one, it touches my heart!! My brother Paul is 40 now... He is a wonderful man, and I am sorry for you that you and your family that you lost your sister so young... Thank you for being so brave and for continuing this journey with all of us... You are a blessing!!

[Guest Guest]

I read about the losses you guys have suffered and I wonder how did you move on and be ok... I am a total wreck .. My grandfather is dying from terminal cancer and he could go any day... I am so lost and so confused it feels like there will never be light and I will never feel better and that I will never be able to stop the tears from flowing...

Is there hope to be able to move on.. and to stop the pain

[foreverchanged]

I usually post in the "Loss of a Young Child" or the "Court System" thread. But, I wanted to stop by here and read the poems that you guys are writing. They are very touching and thought provoking.

[lauraa]

I peeped in and have been reading your beautiful poems....They are all beautiful!

Think of the stars as porch lights that welcomed your babies home and know that god only picks flowers.

Bless you are as I know you are all suffering so.

[ronsmom]

This was written a few days after my son died in a skydiving fall. His older brother Rich wrote it...(I doubt Rich has ever "read a book" so it was pretty remarkable when he wrote this and gave it to me:

Blueskies:

The sky is the limit for he would dare, while the weak and the weary stay grounded and scared.

He promises to take us up one by one, at the time of our jumps, it will be such great fun!

He jokes and giggles and says with that grin; "this plane is not safe for me...or for him,"... so right out the door your troubles forget, for your on the ground in just a moment.

He jumps with his friends, theres 20 in all, flying through the air.. they call it Freefall.

"It's crazy and please stop", I heard my mom say,... now at 33, God's taken you away.

Everyone has a hobbie or a passion unexplained for now. You are gone and we understand, yet we are in such pain.

So I look to the Heaven's pass the clouds in the sky, and with my heart aching and tear filled eyes, I wish you eternal BlueSkies.......Now we struggle and yet carry on, as hard as it may be; we can finally understand how living your life to the fullest can actually be.

Eternal Blueskies Ron! We will Always Love You

By: Rich S.

[willsmom]

Here is one I love:

A Heart of Gold stopped beating,

Two eyes shining at rest.

God broke our hearts to prove

He only takes The Best.

God knows you had to leave us,

But you did not go alone~

For part of us went with you,

The day he took you Home.

To some you are forgotten, To others just the past.

But to us who loved and lost you,

Your memory will always last.

I love you Will.

[elizabethjames]

here is one that i love it's by daily word MY LOVED ONES AND I ARE UNITED IN AN ETERNAL BOND BY GOD'S SPIRIT."My heart is breaking" may best describe the way that I feel when someone I love is no longer a part of my life I may be hurting so much that I can't even talk about such a loss to those who are close to me. yet I know there is one I can turn to who will always comfort me,and that one is God. Alone and quiet, I close my eyes and think about the presence of God that is within me and all around me.I envision my loved one enfolded in the presence of God. Although my loved one and I are not together physically,we are united forever by the sacred bond of God's spirit.We are both eternal beings who are never separated from our Creator or from each other."Now may our Lord Jesus Christ himself and God our Father,who loved us and through grace gave us eternal comfort and good hope,comfort your hearts and strengthen them in every good work and word.' Thessalonians 2:16-17

[gdlmmoss]

This poem was given to me...

When God calls little children

To dwell with Him above,

We mortals sometimes question

The wisdom of His love

For no heartache compares with

The death of one small child

Who does so much to make our world

Seem wonderful and mild.

Perhaps God tires of calling

The aged to his fold,

So He picks a rosebud

Before it can grow hold.

God knows how much we need them,

And so He takes but few

To make the land of Heaven

More beautiful to view

Believing this difficult,

Still we must try

The saddest word mankind knows

Will always be "Goodbye"

So when a little child departs,

We who are left behind,

Must realize God loves children.

Angels are hard to find.

Author unknown.

[mymakai]

this one has helped me in so many ways.

Mommy's little one

NONE OF THESE POEMS ARE PERFECT ENOUGH,

FOR A LITTLE BABY WHO'S MOMMY MISSES SO MUCH.

THE WORDS JUST DON'T SEEM TO BE RIGHT

THEY DON'T EASE MY PAIN OR MAKE MY HEAVY BURDEN light

THEY AREN'T RIGHT ON PAPER OR IN MY HEAD,

BECAUSE MOMMY CAN'T DEAL WITH THE FACT HER LITTLE ONE'S DEAD

YOU SEE PRECIOUS ONE, MOMMY'S REALLY SAD AND UPSET

MY LITTLE ONE'S GONE AND I CAN'T MOVE ON YET.

MY BABY HAD TOES, EYES, FEET AND EARS

EVERY TIME I REMEMBER I SHED TEAR AFTER TEAR.

THE DOCTORS LISTENED AND LOOKED,

AND SAID "WE'VE STARED HARD AT HIS HEART AND IT JUST WON'T BEAT"

SEE THE DOCTORS COULDN'T BE RIGHT,

MY BABY'S NOT GONE HE'S JUST FALLEN ASLEEP.

WE SAT AND WE LOOKED, BUT YOU NEVER WOKE UP TO TELL MOMMY HELLO

TO SAY MOMMY I'M HERE, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP HOPE, DON'T LET ME GO.

NO MOVEMENT OR SOUND TO SAY MOM I'M OKAY

SO THEY TOOK YOU FROM ME, THEY TOOK YOU AWAY.

NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, AND DAY AFTER DAY, MOMMY CAN'T GO TO Sleep

MOMMY CAN'T SAY GOODBYE, SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE,

THAT MOMMY'S LITTLE BABY'S IN HEAVEN AND IT'S NOW TimeTO GRIEVE,

FOR THE LOSS OF HER BABY SHE NEVER COULD SEE.

DON'T THINK MOMMY DOES NOT LOVE YOU OR MISS YOU SO BAD,

MOMMY STILL LOVES YOU, MOMMY'S SO VERY VERY SAD.

SEE YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE BABY THAT I CARRIED INSIDE,

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU'RE MY JOY AND MY PRIDE.

BABY, MOMMY IS TRYING TO TELL YOU SHE LOVES YOU,

BUT THERE ARE NO WORDS TO SAY,

HOW MUCH YOUR MOMMY WILL MISS YOU DAY AFTER DAY.

THESE WORDS STILL JUST AREN'T NEARLY PERFECT ENOUGH,

FOR THE LITTLE BABY WHO'S MOMMY MISSES SO MUCH.

Author unknown.

[mymakai]

and another one of my favorites

A note to my little one:

"Be sweet little one, sleep tight and goodnight,

if you can't go to bed ask God to leave on a small light.

Mommy will see you soon, you don't have to be scared,

if you need me little one, mommy's heart is with you, i'm always right there."

unknown

[ladyhitchhiker]

I wrote two poems of Summerland - that's my heaven.. the old Pagan/NativeAmerican place, and here they are. Maybe they will help you! They are writen by myself, Liz Black so if you borrow it, please make sure you use my name!

The first poem I wrote before LeAnn died. It was my dream of our ideal life, once we had found a house. Now it has become my dream of Heaven. The second poem was made more completely on my dream of heaven - which looks like Ireland - and in it are all the animals I've lost that I fostered, nursed, owned, had die on me, or will own.

8-26-03: "And I Dream" by Liz Black

I dream of a windowseat

and a skylight.

I dream of our little girl

with her nightlight.

The cat curled between her feet

tucked in is she after her nighttime read.

And I dream.

I dream of the starlight, the moonlight

lighting her face, in peace.

Never having to worry a slight

about a thing.

I dream of a perfect childhood.

And I dream.

I dream of a yard with a sandbox

and a swingset.

I dream of lots

of bugs for her to catch.

I dream of my mother proud of me,

and visiting

despite and because of me.

And I dream.

I dream of no things to encroach upon her dreams.

I read her happy stories,

so she'll never be scared and scream.

So she'll never worry.

I dream of tucking her into bed

and kissing her head,

And I dream.

It's not a big home

but it's ours

and no telemarketers bother us on the phone

during any important hours.

I dream of working -

picking her up from daycare

finding "daddy" where he's lurking

back at home, already there.

I'm tired

I sit down

watch the two wired ones

run around.

I make dinner.

I can actually cook

Hey! I can dream.

But she never worries

and her grandparents all want turns

to spend time with her, buying her mcflurries

and my mom laughing so hard she gets heartburn.

Mom being civil,

not trying to run my life.

She's magically cured

and accepts the fact that I'm grown up and am a wife.

I fall asleep curled up next to him

every night

and once in a while we squabble

but we still never have any real fights.

And I dream.

12-20-06: "Heaven" by Liz Black

My horse Mambo and dog Oscar run in the field

my cats circle ‘round my feet

their love never yields

I hear my birds Baby and Keeter tweet

and we all have plenty to eat

all is forgiven

as I walk with LeAnn

and Wally my husband, hand in hand

as we wander through our land

this is my vision

my motivation of heaven

we will have forgotten

all Earth’s pains

we will have forgotten

the end of our days

we only will remember the song

of joy in our souls

we will be young again

vital.

Kazi will eat, unharmed from endless bowls.

We will all finally be truly whole.

Hope they helped you. I cried when I wrote the second one, but it's still a beautiful picture.

[4everjoeysmom]

This isn't a poem, but it sure was a spiritual lift for me...

One of Joey's friends wrote to me today and said:

"The day all of us found out about the accident something amazing happened. All of the guys were sitting around Mike's pool in his backyard talking and remembering Joey when all of the sudden a bird came and flew in and landed on the table that we were all sitting around.......the bird did not move, it wasn't startled at all. I still feel to this day that it was a sign from Joey letting us know that he was watching over us. I have never had an experience like that before. It was awesome."

When people share with us how much our kids meant to them and how they are still and always affected by those memories, it's the greatest spiritual lift... Thanks God for Joey's friends!

[lilly511]

Hi everyone,

First time on this part of the forum. I am a band and choir teacher, and we lost our daughter Lillian on November 20th, 2006. She was 18 months old. Came across this song yesterday when browsing through new music for choir:

Till the Stars Fall from the Sky - by Sally Albrecht

I'll be with you my darling, when morning is nigh

And the whispers of the night wind go past...with a sigh

For my heart is with you always as my thoughts drift to home

And the mem'ries I hold near me wherever I roam

I'll come home some day, just to have you by my side.

For my dreams pull me back there like the moon pulls back the tide

For I will love you, dear, until the seas run dry.

I am yours now and forever, till the stars fall from the sky.

I'll be with you my darling when sunset fils the sky.

And the echoes of the mountains are hushed by and by.

For as darkness fills the evening and my thoughts drift to home

I'll remember you are with me wherever I roam.

I'll come home some day, just to have you by my side.

For my dreams pull me back there like the moon pulls back the tide

For I will love you, dear, until the seas run dry.

I am yours now and forever, till the stars fall from the sky.

I'll be with you my darling, till the stars fall from the sky.

Needles to say, I think I might pick that one for my choir to sing.

Prayers and thoughts to everyone,

John

[picklesmom]

This is a poem I had the preacher read at my daughter's service, I really feel like I was blessed with the time I had her with me and cherish my memories,,

A Child of Mine

"I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine"

He said

"For you to love while it lives and to mourn when

it's dead"

It may be six or seven or twenty two or three.

But will you till I call it back take care of it

for me ?

it will bring it's charms to gladden you, and

should it's stay be brief, you'll have it's lovely

memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise it will stay, since all to the

earth return. But there are lessons taught down there

I want this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over in my search

for teachers true. And from the throngs that crowd lifes

lanes I have selected you.

Now will you give it all your love , nor think your

labor in vain, Nor hate me when I come to take it

back again? I fancied I heard them say

" Dear Lord, Thy will be Done" " For all the joy

Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run"

We'll shelter it with tendreness. We'll love it while we may,

And for all the happiness we've known, for ever grateful stay.

But should angels call it much sooner than we've planned.

We will brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand."

[wazastarr]

I'm pretty new to this site but I loved all the poems on here since my poetry is helping me get over the loss of my youngest daughter Malia. She died in Dec she was only 5 1/2 months. I write frequently on a site called Creative poems and every poem that I have written has been about my youngest Angel. I wanted to share one that I wrote on 7/7/07. She would have been 1year.

It’s dark and way to quiet as I close my eyes to sleep

I’m hoping that for once I can do it and not weep

I see her in my mind’s eye

I just can’t touch her yet

Even though desperately I try

She's drifting through a garden fill with roses so pink

She pauses a moment she looks so sad as she stops to think

I see a golden shimmer maybe a falling tear

I hope it’s not for me because I am right here

The sunlight catches her hair in a halo so very bright

I don’t think it’s the sun I think it’s just her light

She’s wearing a white dress that falls past her knees

And little white socks as she collects natures beauty

A butterfly touches her shoulder as he flies past

And I’m filled with joy seeing her laugh at last

Her dimples shine through deep as they can be

And her hair so dark and curly

I see her as I want to

And not how she used to be

I'm filled with so much emotion

Knowing this angel used to belong to me

Her wings are brilliant and fit her well

And even though it’s hard

She’s happy I can tell

She’s a lot bigger than when she had to leave

But that’s cause she’s healthy

And on her own can breathe

Even though I can’t touch her

I can see her in my dreams

And I don’t know why it’s all different

Yet nothing is as it seems

There’s a glow about her

That catches your eye

But you can’t feel it

Unless you really try

She’s surrounded by beauty, flowers galore

There’s rainbows in the sky

And so very much more

There’s a promise in the wind

A whisper of paradise

A heart begins to mend

My dream takes me deeper into my mind

I am old and it is time

I feel myself flying leaving my family behind

I’m a little scared cause time has not been that kind

I was weak and filled with age

But this is something different, a new page

I’m bursting through clouds puffy and sweet

I’m searching for my home as my heart begins to beat

I’m standing before a gate

Tall and golden, I am scared

Am I late?

It swings, slowly opening times passing slow

Where does it take me?

I’m afraid I don’t know

Then I see my family waiting for me

I’m so happy I’m crying

I can’t see

I see my grandfather and my dad

I see my great aunts and my uncle tab

I see familiar faces both old and new

But my heart isn’t here

I don’t see you

I see a light from the corner of my eye

I turn my head then begin to cry

Right There in HIS arms I see you

Your smiling happy to see me too

My heart was bursting I was holding you again

My sadness faded and my new life began

In my arms I’m holding you as time falls away

I see myself on my knees trying to pray

Asking God over and over

" Why He took you away?"

Then I’m watching them bury you

Crying as the dirt fills the hole

And I am empty everything feels dead, even my soul

My memories fade as He takes me by the hand

" My child I’m sorry for the pain you had to feel

I’m sorry you lost faith that I was even real.

Everything has a reason and every trial has it’s place

Tell me, Do you still feel anger as you look upon your daughter’s face?

I know you think it was meant to hurt you and make you suffer in some way

If everything hadn’t happened, you wouldn’t be the person you are today

Even after everything your strength still led the way

And even when you were mad, you still stopped to pray."

Then he stopped to shake a finger in my face

" Now you know something’s had no place

You shouldn’t have called me names and cursed me up and down

Remember that to my father every soul is bound.

I forgive you as you have forgiven me

While you hold your daughter, I know you can see

That every tear you cried, I cried with you.

And every time you wanted to die, standing next to you there was I.

Every time you felt lost, I was guiding your way

And every time you couldn’t go on, I gave you strength for another day"

Kissing my cheek softly

He turned to walk away

And even though I had questions I didn’t ask for him to stay

I knew I had forever and tomorrow’s another day

My family faded softly away

Giving me time with my daughter just to play

I hugged her tight and kissed her over and over

I watcher her smile and saw her dimples up close

I kissed her checks and tweeked her nose

I nuzzled her neck and inhaled her sweet baby smell

And I realized this was Heaven after living in hell

One day my husband and all my children will stand by my side

And that will be the last time that I will have cried

The pain is forgotten and the memories dim

He has forgiven me, and I have forgiven him."

[jjrmom]

Dear Wazastarr,

What a beautiful poem it gives a little hope. You have a beautiful gift you just shared. I know it is so hard for all of us on this board but if we all can help or make someone feel better it may make the healing alittle easy. If your poem has. Thanks