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They would not wish her back
The golden gates were open
and Heavenly Angels smiled,
and with their tuneful harpstrings
welcomed the little child.
They shouted high and holy
a child hath entered in
and safe from all temptation
a soul is sealed from in.
They led her through the golden streets
on to the King of Kings,
and glory fell upon her
from the rustling of their wings.
The Saviour smiled upon her
as no-one on earth had smiled,
and Heaven's great glory shone around
the little earth born child.
Oh, had they seen through those high gates
the welcome to her given
they never would have wished their child
back from her home in Heaven.
Author unknown
Message from an Angel
Who is the little one so fragile and so small
who by her death has grown above the greatest mountain tall?
For she has sped through life's trevail, in weeks instead of years
and leaves behind for other's plight, Life's joys and vale of tears.
Oh sweetest child from Heaven sent, our hearts are fully sore
for we lack full understanding of the grief your parent's bore.
They, too, are filled with questioning of just the reason why
So great a gift is sent, and then, allowed to wilt and die.
"I'm sorry dearest relatives", the precious child said,
"Don't feel for even a moment that I am gone and dead,
Remember I am lucky for I have no pain or grief,
I saw for moments life on Earth, although my stay was brief.
I'm sorry you are hurting, but know that your great love
is why I know such happiness today with God above."
Know till you died
I had never known true innocence
until you showed it to me.
Peace, was an unobtainable concept,
until you gave it to me.
Happiness was just a feeling,
until I held you in my arms.
I thought I'd seen true beauty,
until I found it in your face.
Love had no real meaning,
until you defined it for me.
I had not felt real deep pain,
until the day you left us.
I'd never experienced such profound grief and loneliness,
until that reality set it.
I had not been afraid of anything,
until I had to face the world without you.
Now through the passing of time
the pain, grief, loneliness and fear
grow fainter every day.
But the innocence,
Peace,
Happiness,
Beauty and love
continue to grow
and give life Hope and Purpose.
I did not think that joy was real,
until your brief life taught me.
I had never met an Angel,
Til you.
The Angel's kiss
Our dear Christ knew the way was rough,
and her precious body was not strong enough,
So, He called an Angel and sweetly smiled,
as He laid in her arms a darling little child.
"Be very tender with her", He said,
"I took her gently from her mother's arms,
I did not mean to cause her mother any pain,
and she was not taken in vain.
She had such tiny hands and feet,
she was so helpless and dear and sweet,
She could not walk earth's stormy way,
so I bought her back to Heaven today."
She will grow beautiful, strong and fair,
for the ones she left behind who care.
Her family is very pained at heart
and over and over their teardrops start.
But we'll love and keep her, you and I,
until they come to meet her by and by.
A notion? Perhaps, but I'm sure of this:
This sweet child woke and smiled at the Angel's kiss.
Written by Mary Glenda Gail Duhon Mathews
Copyright 1995
I have another baby
I remember her life Lord,
Happy expectation,
Soft gentle kicks,
Playful leaps and somersaults
I remember her death, Lord
Silent
Still
Cold
I remember her face, Lord
Her sweet nose
Her eyelids closed forever
her darling little mouth
I remember her funeral, Lord
Dazed
Disbelieving
Numb
Desperately wanting her back
Lord, I remember the anguish of the early days without her
Sleepless nights, meaningless days
Merging tears with more tears
Pain and yet more pain
Lord, I remember learning to live without her
Emptiness, darkness, despair
Tears on Mother's day
Hopeless Christmas
And terrible pain on her first birthday
I remember her still LORD,
I realise the enormous impact that her life has had on mine
I know I a am changed person because of her
I am now aware of the many positive things that she bought to my life.
But...
I would give up all these things
If only I could have her
and not have to remember her, Lord.
A special little Spirit
"You are a special Little Spirit",
the all great Master said,
As He gently caressed the curly dark hair,
of the Little Spirit's head.
"You need to go to Earth
to spend some time, you know,
A place I send most spirits
to be tested, to learn and grow."
The Little Spirit, in sadness,
gently bowed her head,
And from her eye a tear did steal
and down her cheek it shed.
"Don't you fret now little one,
I won't let you stay too long,
I'll bring you back to help me here,
you'll hardly know you've been gone.
You are my choiciest Little Spirit
You are the apple of my eye",
And He wiped the tear and gently kissed
His Little Spirit good bye.
"I'm back", the Little Spirit whispered
as she climbed onto her Master's knee.
And the Master said "I told you,
you would not be long away from me."
And then, the Lord, He noticed
still another tear welled in her eye,
"Why are you so sad, Little Spirit,
whatever should make you cry?"
"I'm glad I'm back", the Spirit said,
"but Master you must surely know,
When your Angel came to get me,
I did not want to go.
I know you said you needed me
and that I'd be gone the shortest while,
But Lord could not I have had
a little longer earthly trial?"
The Master let the Little Spirit
slip down from off His knee,
He firmly took the little hand
and said "Come walk with me".
The Little Spirit and her Lord
walked slowly hand in hand,
As the Master explained her special part
in the great and marvellous plan.
"Now, Lord, I do not mean to argue,
I understand you needed me,
But I left in such a hurry,
I left everyone hurting and so alone,
I did not let my earthly parents know
how much I loved them so.
I was much too small to tell them,
Lord how will they ever know?
They feel they have been cheated,
and in a way, so do I,
Not getting to share anymore than we did,
How can I ever tell them why?"
"Little Spirit, I know your heart is heavy
with this message you need to share,
But you need not worry anymore,
I'll watch over your loved ones there.
I'll send them loving comfort
as a strong and helping hand
I'll content and give peace to their aching hearts,
so they will understand".
The Little Spirit looked up at her Master
and said, "I thank you for explaining it to me
and could you please tell them
I'm safe and happy
and that someday they'll be here with me".
"Yes", said the Lord with a smile and a nod,
I'll tell them all that I can",
Then the others came to see the Little Spirit,
as the Lord let go of her hand...
He said, "I'll tell them you are pure,
as pure as Heaven's gold,
and that I need the warmth of your perfect soul,
to keep Heaven from getting cold."
Author unknown
Men do cry
I heard quite often, "Men don't cry",
though no-one ever told me why,
so when I fell and skinned a knee,
no-one came by to comfort me.
And when some bully boy at school,
would pull a prank, so mean and cruel,
I'd quickly learn to turn and quip,
"It didn't hurt", and bite my lip.
So as I grew to reasoned years,
I learned to stifle any tears,
'Be a big boy', it began,
Quite soon I learned to be a man.
And I would play that stoic role,
when storm and tempest wracked my soul,
no pain or setback could there be,
could wrest one single tear from me.
Then one night I stood nearby
and helplessly watched my son die.
And quickly found to my suprise,
that all that tearless talk was lies!
And still I cry and have no shame
I cannot play that 'big boy' game.
And openly without remorse
I let my sorrow take it's course.
So those of you who cannot abide,
a man you've seen who's often cried,
reach out to him with all your heart
as one whose life's been torn apart.
For men do cry when they can see
their loss of immortality,
and tears will come in endless streams,
when mindless fate destroys their dreams.
Precious Angel
Precious angel sent to earth,
Did they tell you of your worth?
More than diamonds, rubies or gold,
Only you do I want to hold.
So perfect your beauty as I look into your eyes,
That gentle reflection of angels in the skies.
Each day you grew inside me, so big and so strong,
But your time here with me was not to be long.
Oh how my heart aches as I have to say goodbye,
As I let you go back to play in the sky.
© Suzanne McClendon
Dedicated to my angel, Dorian Lee, and all of her new playmates in Heaven.
Whose Child?
"Whose Child"
"Whose Child is this?" I asked one day
Seeing a little one out at play
"mine," said the parent with a tender smile
Mine to keep a little while
To bathe his hands and comb his hair
To tell him what he is to wear
To tell him what he is to wear
To prepare him that be nay always be good
And learn to do the things he should
"Whose Child is this?" I asked again
As the door opened and someone came in
"Mine," said the teacher with the same tender smile
Mine, to keep just for a little while
To teach him how to be gentle and kind
To train him and direct his dear little mind
To help him live by every rule
And get the best he can from school
"Whose Child is this?," I asked once more
Just as the little one entered the draw
"ours," said the parent and the teacher as they smiled
And each took a hand of the little child
"ours to love and train together
"ours to love and train together
"Ours this blessed task forever."
Author Unknown
THE WATER LILY
A lonely wife
In her dreaming discerns
A lily-decked pool
with a border of ferns,
And a beautiful child,
with butterfly wings,
Trips down to the edge of the water and sings:
'come mamma! come!'
'Quick! follow me -
'Step out on the leaves of the water lily'
And the lonely young wife
Her heart beating wild
Cries, 'Wait till I come,
Till I reach you, my child!'
With the butterfuly wings
Steps out on the leaves of the lily and sings"
'Come, mamma! come!'
'Quick! follow me!'
'And step on the leaves of the water lily'
And the wife in her dreaming
Steps out on the stream,
But the lily leaves sink
And she wakes from her dream.
Ah, the waking is sad,
For the tears that it brings,
And she knows 'tis her dead baby's spirit that sings:
'Come mamma! come!'
'Quick follow me!'
Step out on the leaves of the water lily
Henry Lawson
~Your Loved One lives In Your Heart~
Many tender memories
Soften your grief,
May fond recollection
Bring you relief, And may you find comfort
And peace in the thought
Of the joy that knowing
Your loved one brought... For time and space
Can never divide
Or keep your loved one
From your side When memory paints
In colors true
The happy hours
That belonged to you.
Written by: Helen Steiner Rice
~WHEN I MUST LEAVE YOU~
When I must leave you
For a little while...
Please do not grieve
And shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you
Through the years, But start out bravely
With a gallant smile;
And for my sake
And in my name
Live on and do
All things the same, Feed not your loneliness
On empty days,
But fill each waking hour
In useful ways, Reach out your hand
In comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
And hold you near; And never, never,
Be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!
Tender Thoughts by Helen Steiner Rice
Mention of my child's name
"The mention of my child's name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring
Music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music of her name.
It soothes my broken heart
And sings to my soul."
Author Unknown
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