REMEMBERING
BY; Elizabeth Dent
Knowing that she has been missed, go ahead and mention my child, the one that died, you know, don't worry about hurting me further.The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry I'm already crying inside help me to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide, I'm hurt when you keep silent, pretending she didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child. You asked me how I was doing I say "pretty good" or "fine". But healing is something ongoing I feel it will take a life time..
I know this day comes bitter sweetPart of you is missing and not at your feetThough there's much to feel blessed for the pain never leavesThere's always a refuge, just get on your knees.
Our Lord knows all your pain and loss He cries the same tears and bares your crossHis arms on your shoulder and he kneels at your sideHe'll always be with you with his arms open wide.
There's a special person waiting for you, up aboveWhen you’re re-united, you'll be showered with loveTears will flow, in streams down your faceBut they'll be tears of happiness, and the pain they will erase.
My wish and prayer for you, on this Mothers dayIs that you know your truly Loved and in so many waysBy your family all around you, and an Angel up aboveYour showered everyday, with prayer and blessings and Love.
In Loving Memory of Austin Jacob Grant Roth
11/02/2006 ~ 07/29/2008
No need to worry
God has it in control
Just look up above
To His mercies untold
He really does know
The grief you’re going through
He knows it first hand
Because He has been there too.
Bless us lord
as we pray
you took our
little boy home today
Please as we pray
how much we
loved him everyday...
(this poem was sent to me)
" BABIES WITH WINGS "
BY; ME
Everyone's baby looks different, They are all very unique. From there heads to there toes. If you ask any mother they would say they have the best.
But if you ask me mine is the best because mine has wings and is living in heaven for just me to see. My perfect little angel watching down over me.
Please feel free to email us your poems and I will be more then happy to add them to are website, Thanks Candi
KATHARINE
My sister is in heaven. I never saw her, but now I give a prayer to Katharine every night.She's in my heart and dreams. I will always love her. I hold my tears until I sleep. And when I wake I wipe the tears and start a new day!!!
This was written by: Romeo.(a seven year old wrote this poem for his big sister )
