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Should be
I should be a 'Mum' now,
and I am, in a way,
but God decided it was His job,
and He took our little girl away.
We should be a family now,
a future most of us seeks,
and we were, for a short time,
even though it was just 9 weeks.
She should be here, and growing now,
A hope that could not last,
because God called her home early,
and now that hope is in the past.
Our little girl was beautiful,
She was our greatest wish,
We miss her more and more every day,
If only she was here to kiss.
She was our hopes and dreams,
A baby girl to treasure,
The sadness we feel in our hearts,
is a sadness no-one can measure.
We have a thousand Memories,
no-one can take away,
We prayed for miracles,
but she just could not stay.
She should be here, beside us now,
We tried our best to help her stay
But I think she's still with us
looking over us,
and that she is at peace.
For this I pray.
Sue Whitehead
I know
See the children laughing at play,
see the people watching them.
Do they realise how privileged they are,
to have life's little treasures running around?
It's a miracle of nature,
A very special experience,
I know, I've been there.
But I'll never be able to watch my little girl at play,
and I'll never be able to hear her laugh.
Some people take their children for granted,
like it's their right,
but they don't realise that they are a gift,
a very special gift.
See their children look into their eyes,
see them smile and see their love.
It's a cherished moment,
I know, I've been there too.
But I'll never be able to see her smile again,
and she won't look into my eyes anymore.
But I know she still loves me and
I'll love her even after the day I die.
See the parents stand proud and strong
when their child has a major achievement,
It's a very treasured moment,
I know, because I was so proud of my little girl.
See people cry as they lose their loved ones to eternal sleep
It's a sad moment in their lives.
I know what they are feeling,
because I lost my little girl
and I cried,
and it was the saddest moment in my life.
And they might have had 60,70 or 80 years of memories,
and I have had only 9 weeks of memories
but they were the most special,
most cherished,
most treasured,
happiest,
9 weeks of my life.
Sue Whitehead
In your sorrow
A million years can go by
and no difference it will make
God's hand will reach beyond those years
and your hand gently take
His hand will cover so softly
and place you in the cleft of the rock
where He'll hide you till the day
when the hands of time will stop
And you'll look around on that day
and see Him in full view
carrying that one you love
just waiting there for you.
God's loan
I'll lend you for a little time a special child of mine,
so tiny, pure and innocent with a beautiful smile that shines.
For you to love the while she lives, and mourn for when she's gone.
That's why you must remember, My child's a precious loan.
It may be six or seven months, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her home, take care of her for Me?
She'll bring tears and joys to you, but should her stay be brief,
You'll have her priceless memories, as solace for your grief.
Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain,
nor hate me when I come to call, to take her back again?
"Oh yes, Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we'll know, forever grateful stay."
To the child in my heart
O' precious, tiny, sweet little one
You will always be to me
So perfect, pure and innocent
just as you were meant to be
We dreamed of you and your life
And all that it would be
We waited and longed for you to come
And join our family
We never had the chance to play
To laugh, to rock, to wiggle
We long to hold you, touch you now
And listen to you giggle
I'll always be your Mum
He'll always be your Dad
You will always be our child
The child that we had
But now you're gone...
But yet you're here
We'll sense you everywhere
You are our sorrow
And our joy
There's love in every tear
Just know our love
Goes deep and strong
We'll forget you never
The child we had
but never had
and yet we'll have forever.
Author unknown
To my loved ones
To those I love and those who love me,
When I am gone release me and let me go.
I have so many things to see and do,
You must not tie yourself to me in tears,
Grief
Grief is like a jagged rock that you bury deep in your pocket,
It's sharp edges forcing you to take it out and examine it from time to time.
Even when you do not want to.
And when it is too heavy to carry, you must ask a friend to hold it so you can rest.
As time passes it is a little easier to take the rock out of your pocket.
It doesn't seem to weigh as much.
Now you show it to a circle of friends and, occasionally, even a stranger.
One day you pull out the rock and surprisingly, it doesn't even hurt.
For the edges are no longer jagged but smoothed out by time, touch and tears.
Author unknown
Remember me
Remember me, O God, When I am troubled in my heart,
and when it seems that You and I...are sort of far apart.
When I am feeling lonely and discouraged over strife;
and everything is difficult, according to this life.
Remember me and help me God...for I am weak and frail.
And when my lamp of faith grows dim, I falter...and I fail.
I want to walk beside You and to hold Your guiding hand...
because there are so many things I do not understand.
I love You God, with all my soul, wherever I may be.
Humbly I petition You, to please remember me.
James J. Metcalfe
Special Angel in Heaven
There's a special Angel in Heaven
that is a part of me.
It is not where I wanted her
but where God wanted her to be.
She was here but just a moment
like a night time shooting star.
And though she is in Heaven
she isn't very far.
She touched the heart of many
like only an Angel can do.
I would've held her every minute
if the end I only knew.
So I send this special message
to the Heaven up above.
Please take care of my Angel
and send her all my love.
Author unknown
They don't know what to say
NOW I KNOW I never knew, when you lost your child, What you were going through.
I wasn't there, I stayed away, I just deserted you.
I didn't know the words to say, I didn't know the things to do.
I think your pain so frightened me, I didn't know how to comfort you.
And then one day me child died. You were the first one there.
You quietly stayed by my side, listened, And held me as I cried.
You didn't leave, you didn't go. The lesson learned is . . . Now I know.
This poem was written by Alice Kerr of Lower Bucks, PA. She is a member of the Compassionate Friends, an organization for parents who have lost a child.
"What are we?"
My Rainbow
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