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    You came to me and shone your light
    but God kept you for himself
    I guess all the other angels
    needed you to give them help

    To stay with them in Heaven
    shining light from up above
    looking down and guiding us
    sending us your love

    I can't help but think "if only"
    and "why did it have to be me"
    and then I remember a spirit
    is truly meant to be free

    For even if I held you
    and took you to my breast
    my job was but to guide you
    to go out and give your best

    Out into the world
    a world of good and bad
    and hope that you'd find happiness
    and never feel so sad

    But I know through life's experience
    it's full of ups and downs
    for every measure of smiles
    there's and equal portion of frowns

    So maybe your short journey
    in coming down to me
    was meant for but a moment
    so you could truly be free

    But forevermore I will hold you
    not in my arms, but in my heart
    for even though you live with God
    I truly loved you from the start

    So for now I say farewell
    but I'll never say goodbye
    for I know we'll meet again one day
    in our home up in the sky

    author: angelwings65 20/9/07

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    Special Angel in Heaven
    There's a special Angel in Heaven
    that is a part of me.
    It is not where I wanted him
    but where God wanted him to be.

    He was here but just a moment
    like a night time shooting star.
    And though he is in Heaven
    he isn't very far.

    He touched the hearts of many
    like only an Angel can do.
    I would've held him 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 him all my love.
    ~Author unknown~

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    "The Littlest Angel"
    by Jan Bernot

    In the beginning, God created heaven and earth, and a place in The Heavens for his special little angels.

    The littlest angel spent his days in the sunshine with happiness all around him. There were no tears and no sadness. Everything was soft, bright and beautiful.

    The special little angels played together and were the most beautiful and perfect of all God's creations, because they were seen through His eyes.

    The littlest angel spent many happy times listening to the other angels. They would tell about their lives on earth and the things that they had seen. In time, the littlest angel became troubled and a little sad, because he had never been born, and had no stories to tell. God had newly created him, and his soul was brand new.

    Each day, when he talked with God, the littlest angel begged to be born so that he could have a life on earth like the other angels. Each day, God explained to him that he was not ready to be born yet, that his soul was too young.

    "Please, please," cried the littlest angel, each day for years and years.

    Finally, since God loved him so much, he could deny him no longer. He would allow him to be born, but he couldn't stay on earth too long, because God had wonderful plans for him in the years to come. God thought for awhile and chose a mommy and daddy for the littlest angel. They had to love God enought to trust him and they had to be strong enough to love the littlest angel and then let him come back to God. So it was...that the littlest angel was born to earth.

    In a short time, he was back in the big, soft hands of God and was so happy and excited to see all of the other little angels. He had missed them so much. At last, he had a story to tell too! He told them of his mommy and his daddy and how he had felt their great love when they held him and spoke to him. He told them how he had slept most of the time, but he finally had a mommy and daddy and he knew that they would love him forever and ever.

    As he fell asleep that night, safe and warm in God's big hands, he remembered the most important thing of all....the thing he had forgotten to tell the other little angels. He had a name! It was a name that his mommy and daddy had given him! Soon, he was sound asleep and God whispered to him.. "Goodnight, and Bless you, little Dustin."

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    My Shoes


    I am wearing a pair of shoes.
    They are ugly shoes.
    Uncomfortable shoes.
    I hate my shoes.
    Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
    Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
    Yet, I continue to wear them.
    I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
    They are looks of sympathy.
    I can tell in other's eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not
    theirs.
    They never talk about my shoes.
    To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
    To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
    But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
    I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
    There are many pairs in this world.
    Some women are like me and ache daily as they try to walk in them.
    Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so
    much.
    Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think
    about how much they hurt.
    No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
    Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
    These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
    They have made me who I am.
    I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

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    The Angel And The Child




    An angel with a radiant face,
    Above a cradle bent to look,
    Seemed his own image there to trace,
    As in the waters of a brook.


    "Dear child! who me resembles" so,"
    It whispered, come, O come with me!
    Happy together let us go,
    The earth unworthy is of thee!


    "Here none to perfect bliss attain;
    The soul in pleasure suffering lies;
    Joy bath an undertone of pain,
    And even the happiest hours their sighs.

    "Fear doth at every portal knock;
    Never a day serene and pure
    From the o'ershadowing tempest's shock
    Hath made the morrow's dawn secure.

    "What, then, shall sorrows and shall fears
    Come to disturb so pure a brow?
    And with the bitterness of tears
    These eyes of azure troubled grow?

    "Ah no! into the fields of space,
    Away shalt thou escape with me;
    And Providence will grant thee grace
    Of all the days that were to be.

    "Let no one in thy dwelling cower,
    In sombre vestments draped and veiled;
    But let them welcome thy last hour,
    As thy first moments once they hailed.

    "Without a cloud be there each brow;
    There let the grave no shadow cast;
    When one is pure as thou art now,
    The fairest day is still the last."

    And waving wide his wings of white
    The angel, at these, words, had sped
    Towards the eternal realms of light"
    Poor mother! see, thy son is dead!


    By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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    My mom she tells a lot of lies
    She never did before
    But from now until she dies
    She'll tell a whole lot more.

    Ask my mom how she is
    And because she can't explain
    She will tell a little lie
    Cause she can't explain the pain.

    Ask my mom how she is
    She'll say "I'm alright"
    If thats the truth then tell me
    Why does she cry each night?

    Ask my mom how she is,
    She seems to cope so well
    She didn't have a choice you see
    Nor the strength to yell.

    Ask my mom how she is,
    Im fine Im well Im coping
    ForGod's sake mom just tell the truth
    Just say your hearts broken

    She'll love me all her life
    I loved her all of mine
    But if you ask her how she is
    She'll lie and say shes fine.

    I am here in heaven
    I cannot hug from here
    If she lies to you don't listen
    Just hug and hold her near.

    On the day we meet again
    We'll smile and I'll be bold
    I'll say "Your lucky to get in here mom,
    With all the lies you told"

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    A life so full of beauty
    A life so full of hope
    Taken from my arms
    Now nothing left to hold
    In my heart there is a hole
    Impossible to fill
    Still looking for the answers
    And needing all your will
    Taken to a place
    Too far for me to travel
    I would gladly walk a million miles
    Barefoot upon the gravel
    Just to see your face again
    Just to feel your hand
    Just to know that your okay
    And to try to understand
    The reasons why, I may never know
    A lesson today in letting go
    I'll take with me the memories
    Of a life that was so bright
    I will look into the heavens
    And see your shinning light
    Knowing that someday
    We will be together again
    Taking your love with me
    Will keep me strong until the end
    Written by Kat Mungwira

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    Do not stand at my grave and weep,
    I am not there, I do not sleep.
    I am in a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the softly falling snow.
    I am the gentle showers of rain,
    I am the fields of ripening grain.
    I am in the morning hush,
    I am in the graceful rush
    Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
    I am the star-shine of the night.
    I am in the flowers that bloom,
    I am in a quiet room.
    I am in the birds that sing,
    I am in each lovely thing.
    Do not stand at my grave and cry,
    I am not there. I do not die.

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    Default I wrote this the day of Gabbies funeral

    Our Dearest Gabrielle Jane,

    As we lay you down to sleep,
    We pray to the Lord, your soul he’ll keep.
    To watch you gently in his loving care,
    And let you know, someday Mommy and Daddy will be there.
    We wish we could hold you and keep you safe.
    But here on Earth, just wasn’t your place.
    Our hearts are broken and doesn’t seem they’ll ever heal,
    Maybe someday, somehow, I hope they will.
    How we wish we could watch you grow,
    And now the brightest light from Heaven will be your glow.
    With every tear that we cry,
    Could never add up to the LOVE we feel inside.
    As we lay you down to sleep,
    Our Hearts we send with you, They’re yours to keep.

    Love Mommy and Daddy.

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