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Broken Promise
Learning that you would not
grow old after me
was the hardest part.
I have come to know that
missing you will never stop.
Wherever I go you will
always be with me.
And I only need to think of you
to feel that bittersweet mix,
the love of your presence...
the pain of your absence.
My beautiful baby became
a broken promise.
A piece of a generation
forever lost.
Taking with him a piece
of all that I am or
will ever be.
Yet our bond is one that
even death cannot break.
We will embrace...again.
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A life so young
released to heaven...
Left on earth,
we wonder "WHY?"
But some are sent
among us briefly...
some have spirits
meant to fly.
You are being remembered...
every single day
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My Dad is a Survivor
My dad is a survivor too...
which is no surprise to me.
He's always been like a lighthouse
that helps you cross a stormy sea.
But, I walk with my dad each day
to lift him when he's down.
I wipe the tears he hides from others.
He cries when no one's around.
I watch him sit up late at night,
with my picture in his hand.
He cries as he tries to grieve alone,
and wishes he could understand.
My dad is like a tower of strength.
He's the greatest of them all!
But there's times when he needs to cry...
Please be there when he falls.
Hold his hand or pat his shoulder...
and tell him it's okay.
Be his strength when he's sad,
Help him mourn in his own way.
Now, as I watch over my precious dad
from the Heaven's up above...
I'm so proud that he's a survivor...
And, I can still feel his love |
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Little Angels
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 old.
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 is difficult
still somehow 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.
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In October
When all the leaves have changed
When they are falling to the ground
And the big day comes around
I will remember
How you came to me on that warm day
In October
When your birthday comes
When I am saddened
To think you are already gone
I will remember
The sweet sound of your first cry
In October
When I am over come with fear
When I become afraid to open my eyes
And face the day of your birth without you
I will remember
What it felt like to be your mother
Even if only for a little while
In October
When I feel the tears come
When I hide them and fight for a fake smile
So no one will know how very badly it hurts
I will remember
You for who you were
In October
When I weep for you
When I think of how little time
You and I had to get to know one another
I will remember
That, for that little while, you were mine and I was yours
In October
When it becomes too much
When holding my head up is impossible
Because there are too many memories and too little time
I will remember
That you are happy and one day I will get the chance
to make up for all our lost time.
In October........
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Don't Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond's gift on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there,
I did not die. |
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Death of a Child
Sorry I didn't get to stay.
To laugh and run and play.
To be there by your side.
I'm sorry that I had to die.
God sent me down to be with you,
to make your loving heart anew.
To help you look up and see
Both God and little me.
Mommy, I wish I could stay.
Just like I heard you pray.
But, all the angels did cry
when they told little me goodbye.
God didn't take me cause He's mad.
He didn't send me to make you sad.
But to give us both a chance to be
a love so precious .. don't you see?
Up here no trouble do I see
and the pretty angels sing to me.
The streets of gold is where I play
you'll come here too, mommy, someday.
Until the day you join me here,
I'll love you mommy, dear.
Each breeze you feel and see,
brings love and a kiss from me.
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Don't Think Of Him As Gone
Don't think of him as gone away
his journey's just begun;
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know, today,
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched...
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.
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Only the Best
A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes 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 part of the past,
but to us who loved and lost you,
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A baby is born,
A life so precious and dear
His loving mommy and daddy
Promise to always be near
A wonderful miracle
To hold in your arms
So beautiful and sweet
A love higher than the stars
Nothing can explain
This feeling so strong
You've made him so perfect
Nothing could go wrong
So young, yet so old
His tiny little body
Now God's to hold
The love is not forgotten
And it's no wonder why
The hardest word anyone knows
Has to be
Goodbye.
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In Our Hearts
We thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday,
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have are memories,
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake,
With which we'll never part.
God has you in His keeping.
We have you in our heart.
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God's Littlest Angel
Mommy and Daddy don't cry for me.
To walk the earth was not meant to be.
I'm in God's house you see. I know
that you love me in a very special way.
You wanted me to be healthy and whole
so you had to let me go.
You will get to see me everyday as you
look at the children who pass your way.
I may be the little boy with the dimple in
his chin, or the little girl with the golden
curl. You will know what you did was
right, because when you look in the sky
on a star filled night, I will be the star that
is shining so bright.
I love you Mommy and Daddy good night. |
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Empty Arms
There is an emptiness within me
and an emptiness within my arms.
I close my eyes and reach out
and pull back in.
I can feel those quiet times again
when I held you so close and caressed
your tiny face.
I smell the air around me and you're there.
The baby powder, your blanket, your brush,
you're everywhere, but in my arms.
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Forever
It's so hard to remember,
that a family is forever,
now the room is empty,
only mementos remain,
oh, how I long to hold him,
to ease the constant pain.
A family is forever,
thought separated by time
it's so hard to remember
what remains needs attention
your mind drifts to the moments,
you once all shared,
when your family was forever,
before alexander was dead.
Forever is longer
than we shall ever know
forever is longer
even when there is time to grow.
A family is forever,
that much I do know.
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Oh Child, My Child
Oh, child, my child, you have gone away...
and I will never again be whole
while I am bound upon this earth,
yearning to feel your soul...
a soul I know that, beyond my tears,
rejoices throughout time
to feel the touch of God's Own Hand...
If I could only touch you
with this hand of mine...
Look, how it trembles in lonely pain,
but I must stay awhile
for there are others to love
and things to do
before the glad day I come to you
and, though you'll have beauty
I've never known,
I will still know you...
for you are my own. |
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I am never alone now,
Ever,
Each waking moment
And even as I sleep,
I am accompanied by a shadow,
A tiny shadow,
Always following,
Always there.
I cannot touch,
I cannot see,
I can only feel
This presence,
This fleeting tiny memory
Of my son.
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Last Day
Oh little one
if I had known
it was to be
our last day together
I would have done it all
differently.
I would have taken you
to the beach to hear the
waves
and to the mountains
to feel the snow.
I would have shown you
rainbows and
Christmas trees
and ferris wheels.
Or maybe
I would have done exactly
what I did
Sing you to sleep
tuck you in with Teddy
and whisper
goodnight.
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Never Gone As Long As We Remember
Let us make our remembering more than a remembering.
Let us make it a hope and a pledge, carried
on these words:
In the summer sun and fields of brightness,
we will remember. In the autum haze and blazes of
color, we will remember. In the winter chill and
blankets of whiteness, we will remember. And in the
warmth of spring and bursts of new life, we will remember.
With everything that is permanent, and with all that
is passing. With everything that is majestic
and with all that is common. With everything that
carries us in concern and with all that lifts us in
joy. We will remember again and again and again.
As long as we have life, we will remember.
And in the remembering we will discover new life,
new hope, and new courage, if not today then tomorrow. |
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