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| Remembering 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 so hard to hide I hurt more when you just keep silent, Pretending she didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, Knowing that she is greatly missed. You asked how I was doing. I say "pretty good" or "fine." But healing is something ongoing. I feel it will take a lifetime By Elizabeth Dent |
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| Don't think of her as gone away, Her journey's just begun, life holds so many facets, this earth is only one. Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think of how she must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched... for nothing loved is ever lost, and she was loved so much. ~author unknown~ |
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| What Makes a Mother I thought of you and closed my eyes And prayed to god today I asked "What makes a mother?" And I know I heard Him say A Mother has a baby This we know is true But, God, can you be a mother When you're baby's not with you? Yes, you can, He replied With confidence in His voice I give many women babies When they leave is not their choice Some I send for a lifetime And others for the day And some I send to feel your womb But there's no need to stay I just don't understand this, God I want my baby here He took a breath And cleared his throat And then I saw a tear I wish I could show you What your child is doing today If you could see your child smile With other children and say "We go to earth to learn our lessons Of love and life and fear My Mommy loved me so much I got to come straight here I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me I learned my lessons very quickly My Mommy set me free I miss my Mommy oh so much But I visit her each day When she goes to sleep On her pillow's where I lay I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek And whisper in her ear Mommy don't be sad today I'm your baby and I am here." So you see my dear sweet one Your children are okay Your babies are here in My home And this is where they'll stay They'll wait for you with Me Until your lessons are through And on the day you come home They'll be at the gates for you So now you see What makes a Mother It's the feeling in your heart It's the love you had oh so much of Right from the very start Though some on earth May not realize Until their time is done Remember all the love you have And know that you are A Special Mom ~Author Unknown~ |
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| Why God takes the little ones I swear I'll never know You had so much life to live It just wasn't time to go. For comfort, now, I think of you With tiny little wings Up above, in a beautiful place, listening to angels sing. You'll never know the pain I feel The hurt you left behind. Oh, what I wouldn't give to hold you one more time. I carried you in my womb, Then I carried you in my arms And now, until it no longer beats I'll carry you in my heart ~Author unknown~ |
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| Dear Daddy, A gift for you on Father's Day. What on earth can it be? I know the gift you really want Is to once again have me. Or perhaps the gift of understanding, to understand a senseless loss. I'm sorry my dearest daddy, but for those gifts, you must talk to the boss. The gifts that I can give today, Are memories both sad and sweet. From the touch of your hand on mommy's tummy to my tiny little feet. Remember the joy you felt When you found out you'd be my daddy. The great big smile on your face. You were over the moon, you were so happy. Remember when you felt me move. The wonder and love you felt. Remember it today daddy. It might just make you heal. Remember the little cuddles as you rubbed mommy's tummy? All the moments that we shared. Remember my little hands and the color of my hair? I love you dearest daddy, you know that this is true. Just keep memories of me alive and I will always live in you. author unknown |
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