Poems We've collected

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Poems We've collected

So I've collected all sorts of Poems these past couple months. And since I can't sleep I decided that I'd share. If you have any please add them.

I did not write any of them except for the last and some I am not sure who did. Whoever wrote them I am thankful.

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Please, don't ask...

Please, don't ask us if we're over "it" yet.
We'll never be over it.
Please, don't tell us they're in a better place.
They aren't with us.
Please, don't say, "At least they aren't suffering".
We haven't come to terms with why they had to suffer at all.
Please, don't tell us you know how we feel
unless you have lost a child.
Please, don't ask us if we feel better.
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up.
Please, don't tell us, "At least you had them for a time".
What year would you choose for your child to die?
Please, don't tell us, "God never gives you more than you can bear".
Please, just tell us you are sorry.
Please, just say you remember our children, if you do.
Please, just let us talk about our children.
Please, mention our children's names.
Please, just let us cry.

Author: Rita Moran

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We little knew that day, God was going to call your name. In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you. You did not go alone, for part of us went with you, the day God called you home.
You left us beautiful memories, your love is still our guide. And though we cannot see you, you are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same. But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

Confidont

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You are a Precious Child
Created out of love,
a blessing from above.
I've adored you from the start,
when your little footprints touched my heart.
A single teardrop represents the millions I have cried
My life never the same since you died.
I wish you could have stayed longer with me,
I'd watch you grow into all you could be.
Although we are no longer together,
Your beautiful spirit will endeavor.
I dream of a joyful time when
we will be reunited once again.
Thoughts of you make me smile.
You will always be My Forever Child™
~© S. Mosquera~

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God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.

--Reinhold Niebuhr

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An angel in the book of life wrote down my babies birth
and whispered as he closed it, "Too Beautiful for Earth."

I saw this Blinkie on someone elses page and thought it was so cute. I do not know who made it.

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"For All Parents"

I'll lend to you for a little time
A child of mine, he said,
For you to love while he lives
And mourn when he is dead.

It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you
And shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from earth returns,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over
In my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes
I have selected you.

Now will you give him all your love
Nor think your labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take him back again?

I fancy that I heard them say,
Dear Lord, thy will be done
For all the joy thy child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may.
And for the happiness we've known
We'll ever grateful stay.

But shall the angels call for him
Much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand.

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If Tears Could Build A Stairway
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
We would walk right up to Heaven
And bring you back again
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why
Our hearts still ache in sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No on will ever know
But know we know you want us
To mourn for you no more
To remember all the happy times
Life still has much in store
Since you’ll never be forgotten
We pledge to you today
A hallowed place within our hearts
Is where you’ll always stay

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Not Like You
I am a mother, though not like you.
You cradle your sweet baby in your arms,
Mine are empty, but I hold him in my heart.
You brush her soft curly hair, and tie pretty pink bows just right.
A lock of his hair is tucked neatly in a book
You pick daisies and tie them in a chain to wear around her neck
I cut lilacs and arrange them in a vase to set them at his grave.
You look forward to dreams and plans. I hold on to memories.
I am a mother, though not like you.
Sheri Hess

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In Memory of Dakota Rain Hess
Just Those Few Weeks

For those few weeks-
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short of time
To be changed so profoundly.
In those few weeks-
I came to know you...
And to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh, what a life I had planned for you!
Just those few weeks-
When I lost you,
I lost a lifetime of hopes,plans, dreams, and aspirations...
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.
Just those few weeks-
It wasn't enough time to convince others
How special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
And no one is mourning the passing.
Just a mere few weeks-
And no "normal" person would cry all night
Over a tiny, unfinished baby,
Or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No one would, so why am I?
You were just those few weeks my little one
You darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
To make my life so much richer-
And give me a small glimpse of eternity.
Susan Erlin

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Forgive Me, My Son
author unknown

Forgive me if I do not cry
the day you die
The simplest reason that I know is
Fathers are not supposed to cry
I figured you would expect me
To be strong
To act the way I would have taught you
Forgive me, my son, if I do not cry
The day you die...Forgive me if I do....

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Bereaved Parents Wish List

1. I wish my baby hadn't died. I wish I had him back.

2. I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my baby's name. My baby lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.

3. If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my baby, I wish you knew it isn't because you have hurt me. My baby's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my baby, and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.

4. Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.

5. I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you; but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my baby, my favorite topic of the day.

6. I know you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my baby's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know those things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.

7. I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over in six months. These first months are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my baby until the day I die
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8. I am working very hard on my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my baby, and I will always grieve that he is dead.

9. I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or to "be happy." Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.

10. I don't want to have a "pity party," but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.

11. I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I am feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.

12. When I say, "I'm doing okay, " I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.

13. I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal. Depression, anger, frustration, hopelessness, and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected. So, please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.

14. Your advise to "take one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.

15. Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly it is not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone.

16. I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my baby died, a big part of me died with him. I am not the same person I was before my baby died, and will never be that person again.

17. I wish very much that you could understand-understand my loss and my grief, my silence and my tears, my void and my pain. BUT, I pray that you will never understand.

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LITTLE ANGELS
When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometime 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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Psalm 139:13-16 "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mothers womb. I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in secret. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."

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FATHER'S DAY ~author unknown

A gift for you on Fathers Day,
What on earth could it be?
I know the gift you really want,
Is to once again have me.

Or perhaps the gift of understanding,
To make sense of 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 Mummy's tummy,
To my tiny little feet.

Remember the joy you felt inside,
When you found out you would be my Daddy?
The great big smiles upon your face,
You were over the moon, you were so happy.

Remember when you felt me move,
The wonder and love you'd feel?
Remember it today Daddy,
It just might help you heal.

Remember the little cuddles we had,
And the moments that we shared.
Remember my little nose,
And the color of my hair,.

I love you dearest Daddy,
you know that this is true.
Just keep your memories of me alive,
And I will always live in you.

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My Dad is a Survivor ~author unknown

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 and every 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 Heavens up above...
I'm so proud that he's a survivor...
And, I can still feel his love!

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What Makes A Mother
Though this was written by someone else in memory of her son

I thought of you and closed my eyes and prayed to God today,
I asked him, 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 your baby is not with you?
Yes you can, he replied, with confidence in his voice.
I give many wonem babies, when they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime, others for a day,
And some I send to fill your womb but htere is no need to stay.
I just don't understand this God, I want my baby here.
He took a breath, 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, 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 learnt my lessons very quick my Mommy set me free,
I miss my Mommy so very much, but I visit her each and everyday,
When she goes to sleep, on her pillow there I lay,
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear,
Mommy don't be sad, I'm your baby and I am here.

So, my dear sweet, your children are OK,
Your babies are in my home and here is where they will stay.
They will wait with me until your lessons are through,
And on the day that you come, they will be at the gates,
Waiting for you.
So now you know what makes a Mother, YOU.

It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of right from the start.
Though some may not realize until their time is done,
Remember all the love you had
And know you are a special MOM.

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DON'T CRY DADDY

Don't cry for me daddy
I'm right here
Although you cannot see me
I see your tears
I visit you often
I go to work with you each day
And when it's time to close your eyes
On your pillow is where I lay
I hold your hand and stroke your hair
And whisper in your ear
If you're sad today daddy
Remember I am still here
God took me home
This I know is true
But you'll always be my daddy
Even though I am not with you
I am daddy's little girl / boy
We will never be apart
For every time you think of me
Please know I'm in your heart

~~UNKNOWN~~

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To Mommy From Heaven
by Sandra L. Garman

Mommy, don't cry, 'cause God is holding my hand
and telling me everything is OK.

Mommy, God said that I will never want for anything
and I will still feel your love all the way up here.

Mommy, you should see me,
I am running and playing with God's other children.

Mommy, guess who helps watch over us while we play?
They are God's Helping Angels!

Mommy, I'm not afraid, my grandpa and grandma are here.
They came to me when it was dark and held my hands;
then we went to God's bright light,
where Angels were singing.

Mommy, God said, If you feel sad, to remember this;
I'll be the gentle breeze that brushes your face,
the sun is my smile and the rain is me washing away your pain.

Mommy, I have to go now.
I send you all my love on the wings of an Angel.

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Love from your son, to you Mommy.
Letter to Mom
by Joy Curnutt

Mom, please don’t feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it’s not many years
I don’t want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven’t really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I’m closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I’m standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there’s nothing I can do.
But I’ll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to “cross over,”
I’ll be there to take your hand.
Daddy please don't look so sad,
Mommy please don't cry.

Cause I am in the arms of Jesus
and he sings me lullabies.

Please try not to question God,
Don't think he is unkind.

Don't think he sent me to you,
and then he changed his mind.

You see, I am a special child,
and I am needed up above.

I am the special gift you gave him,
the product of your love.

I'll always be there with you,
so watch the sky at night.

Find the brightest star that gleaming,
that's my halos brilliant light.

You'll see me in the morning frost,
that mists your window pane.

That's me in the summer showers,
I'll be dancing in the rain.

When you feel a gentle breeze from the wind that blows That's me,
I’ll be there, a kiss on your nose.

When you see a child playing and your heart feels a little tug.
That's when I'll be there, giving your heart a hug.

So, Daddy Please don't look so sad, Mommy don't you cry.
I am in the arms of Jesus, and he sing me lullabies.

~Unknown~

I'm pretty sure these are 2 poems but not sure where one stops and the other ends.
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Poem Without a Name
To those who look away when I grow teary-eyed in the baby department, look a little deeper. Surely you have some compassion in your heart.

To those who change the subject when I speak my sons' names, change your way of thinking. It just might change your whole life.

To those who roll their eyes and say that we barely had them at all, how could we miss them so much, in our hearts we have seen them live a thousand times. We have seen their first steps, first day of school,their weddings, and their children. We have had them forever in our minds.

To those who say we can have another, we did. I thank God for her everyday, but even if I have twenty more babies, I will forever have two in the grave, and that is two too many.

To those who say to get on with my life, I have. It is a different life, the life of a grieving mother. One with a tremendous amount to be thankful for, but also one with a lot to mourn the loss of!

Do not judge the bereaved mother. She comes in many forms.

She is breathing, but she is dying.

She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.

She smiles, but her heart sobs.

She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works, she IS, but she IS NOT, all at once.

She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for eternity.

Do not dismiss us: we have shaped more than just the future generation.

We have released all the tiny angels who are watching over you.

Open your eyes to US, and you just might see THEM.

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Lessons on grief
Author Unknown

You asked, "How are you doing?" As I told you, tears came to my eyes...and you looked away and quickly began to talk again. All the attention you had given me had drained away.

"How am I doing?" I do better when people listen, though I may shed a tear or two. This pain is indescribable. If you've never known it, you cannot fully understand. Yet I need you. When you look away, I am again alone with it. Your attention means more than you can ever know.

Really, tears are not a bad sign, you know! They're nature's way of helping me to heal. They relieve some of the stress of sadness, . . . but you are wrong. The memory of my loved one's death will always be with me, it's only a thought away. My tears make my pain more visible to you, but you did not give me the pain, it was already there.

When I cry, could it be that you feel helpless, not knowing what to do? You are not helpless, and you don't need to do a thing but be there. When I feel your permission to allow my tears to flow, you've helped me. You need not speak. Your silence as I cry is all I need.

Be patient - do not fear. Listening with your heart to "how I am doing" relieves the pain for when the tears can freely come and go, I feel lighter. Talking to you releases what I've wanted to say aloud, clearing space for a touch of joy in my life. I'll cry for a minute or two... and then I'll wipe my eyes and sometimes you'll even find I'm laughing later.

When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight, my chest aches, my stomach knots - because I'm trying to protect YOU from my tears. Then we both hurt ME, because my pain is held inside, a shield against our closeness and YOU, because suddenly we are distant.

So please, take my hand and see me through my tears.

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Mourning can go on for years and years.
It doesn't end after a year, that's a false fantasy.
It usually ends when people realize that they can live again,
that they can concentrate their energies on their lives as a whole,
and not on their hurt, and guilt and pain.

Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

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Letter From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those could have been loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry: it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go....from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
And I will always love you from that land way up above,
Will be in touch again soon
P.S. God sends his love

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This is what I wrote about a month after Jeremiah died. I'm no poet though just my rambling thoughts.

I’ll never see you smile
Hear you laugh, talk or giggle
Never will watch you crawl, walk, jump or play
I remember your cry
I remember your skin
The softness of your skin
Touch of your hair
The first time I changed your diaper
The last time I held you to my chest
I watch the commercials on tv
Seeing toys you’ll never play with
I look at all the books Grandma bought you
We’ll never get to read
I keep waiting to wake up from this horrible dream
Wishing you were still inside me
Wish I could once again give you life
I remember the kicks inside me
The first time I felt you move
How scared I was when you were born
The relief when I heard your first cry
I watch your daddy sleep at night
You looked just like him you know
The way you slept with your arm above your head
No matter how tightly the nurses tucked you in
You never fussed or yelled
Unless awoken from your sleep
You look just like an angel.
The day God took you back
I cried so much inside
Know I want you here with me
But I loved you enough to let you go
We’ll meet again one day
Until then please watch over us
I promise your life taught me more
Then I ever could have learned
18 days of joy
and for the rest of my life I’ll mourn.

When Jeremiah was in surgery Miles mom was reading from the bible to us. Jeremiah was named that because Miles Maternal Grandmother used to call him that instead of "J" he was a Junior she would froget his name. His family always said she had visions so that is why Miles wanted to name his son Jeremiah. This always makes me think. Maybe it sounds crazy but to me it means something.

Jeremiah 1:5 "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, And before you were born I consecrated you; I have appointed you a prophet to the nations."

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These are some that I have saved, but I don't know who the authors are!

You are felt in the raindrops that fall from the skies
You are felt in the tears that fall from my eyes
You are felt in the sun that shines from above
You are my everlasting love

I'll never hear you laugh or cry
Or see you run and play
But in my dreams at night, my child
I still can hear you say,
"Mommy, I'm an angel now
And though I'm not in your arms
I am all around you
I will keep you safe from harm
When you feel a gentle breeze
Blow upon your skin
That's my gentle touch you're feeling
To show you where I've been
Although you cannot hold my hands
Or kiss my cheeks, you'll see,
If you look up high into the sky
The brightest star is me."
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When I Must Leave You

When I must leave you
For a little while

Please do not grieve
And shed 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!


"One heartbeat at a time...its living, not forgetting"
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Awesome!

I'm going to have to find mine and include them.

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"With the loss of my baby, I learned how sorrow feels firsthand - and I gained the ability to step into someone else's shoes and feel it on his/her behalf"

by Danielle Claro

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Acceptance

There's a war going on inside me
A victory will be won
The losses are enormous
The price I paid: my son.

The battle zone is in my head,
A constant clash of thoughts.
There's little peace or harmony
With this conflict to be fought.

Most times I see the long range plan,
It's tempting to resist.
Our humanness defies death's call.
You seek, you search, persist.

Most times it seems I'm losing
This battle in my mind.
An endless bout of ups and downs
Are there answers I will find?

Acceptance is the final goal.
That is the victory
That life and death go hand in hand.
It's the plan of what's to be

~Author Unknown~

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Conversation With God

When I asked, "Why did you make her have abnormalities?
He answered, "Not abnormalities, uniqueness."

When I said, "Why are you doing this to us?"
He answered, "Not doing, but allowing."

When I screamed, "I can't live if you take her."
He answered, "I am what sustains you."

When I prayed, "Let this cup pass from my lips."
He said, "All works for my will to be done."

When I cried, "She needs her mother."
He whispered, "Only I love her more than you."

When I held her still body and sobbed, "It is over."
He said, "It has only begun."

When I shook my fist at Heaven and yelled, "I am angry at you."
He said, "I know."

When I said, "You don't understand this pain, this loss."
He reminded me, "I, too, lost my child, my only child."

When I asked, "How? How can I help anyone when I'm in this pit?
He said, "Slowly, you will heal, and comfort others."

~Author Unknown~

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We Remember Them

In the rising of the sun
and in its going down,
We remember them;

In the blowing of the wind
and in the chill of winter,
We remember them;

In the opening of buds
and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them;

In the rustling of leaves
and the beauty of autumn,
We remember them;

In the beginning of the year
and when it ends,
We remember them;

When we are weary
and in need of strength,
We remember them;

When we are lost
and sick at heart,
We remember them;

When we have joys
we yearn to share,
We remember them;

So long as we live, they too shall live,
for they are now a part of us as
We remember them.

~Author Unknown~

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You are not Gone

Although your body is no longer
In it's Earthly abode,
Your soul lingers on
In my heart and thoughts.

Your spirit is with me.
I see your face.
I talk with you.
I feel your protective touch.

The clock keeps ticking.
The world keeps turning.
Life goes on.
For me, time stand still.
You are with me always.

~Author Unknown~

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I watched you brush aside a tear
You looked so sad, but then you smiled
The Lion King was on the TV
And as I listened, you talked to me

I had settled in your lap by then…
You know, I never could resist
Snuggled safely in your loving arms
I reached up to give you a kiss

And I wished away the tears you cried
You looked so sad, but then you danced
As Timon and Pumbaa sang my favorite song
To "The Jungle Song", we moved along

Suddenly you fell silent
Once again your eyes welled red
And as if by chance you spoke out loud:
"I still love you, Jason" is what you said

I can feel the pain that haunts you
And I know you try to understand
But your questions have no answers
At least none that you could comprehend

What keeps hurting you the most, I know:
You need to realize I am still O.K.
Please be strong and keep the Faith
We will all be together again someday

Keep me close at heart and pray for me
Throughout the years to follow
And turn those frowns upside down
I want to bring you happiness, not sorrow

Learn to listen with your heart
And rely less upon your ears
Only then will you recognize my voice
Behind those special feelings we still share...

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"Little Footprints"

"How very softly
you tiptoed into my world.
Almost silently,
only a moment you stayed.
But what an imprint
your footsteps have left
upon my heart."

by Dorothy Ferguson

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No words I write can ever say,
How much I miss you everyday.
As time goes by the loneliness grows,
How I miss you...nobody knows.
I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
But all I have are memories,
And a photo in frame.
No one see's me weep.
But the love I have for you,
Is in my heart and mine to keep.
I never stopped loving you,
I don't think I ever will.
Deep inside my heart,
You are with me still.
Heartaches this world are many,
But mine is worse than any.
My heart still aches as I whisper low,
"I need you....and miss you so."
The things we feel so deeply,
Are often the hardest things to say.
But I just can't keep quite anymore,
So I'll tell you anyway.
There is a place in my heart,
That no one can fill.
I love you...and I always will.

Author unknown

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JoniBug Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 12:54 am Post subject: a poem

just wanted to share this poem I just wrote.

Oh how I’ve cried for you
ached for you longed for you
Why is there no comfort
in the fact that you’ll never feel
pain as I feel?

I never saw your face
felt you move heard your voice
Why is there only sorrow
where once there was
great joy?

Now you look down on me
with love with peace
Why must I settle
on an empty life
without you?

This is my burden
my agony my heartbreak
Why does God deem
that simple, little me
can endure this?

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“I’ve learned a lot this year. I’ve learned that things don’t always turn out the way you planned, or the way you think they should. And I’ve learned that there are things that go wrong that don’t always get fixed or put back together the way they were before. I’ve learned that some broken things stay broken, and I’ve learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones, as long as you have people who love you… Things happen, and you can’t make them un-happen. You don’t get do-overs, you can’t roll back the clock, and the only thing you can change, and the only thing it does any good to worry about, is how you let them affect you.” -

~Cannie Shapiro~

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frosty's girl Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 9:50 am Post subject: Sending to peace and love to you all

I would like to share this poem with all of you!

A Lonely Road

Not one single friend have I
On whose shoulder I might cry.

Not one single friend, you see...
Who'll walk along the road with me.

It's sad I know and I know not why.
So on myself I must rely.

I search for strenth: I pray a lot.
My crumbling faith is all I've got.

I hope The Lord won't let me down
And in my misery allow me to drown.

author Christine Ikenberry

Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:15 pm Post subject: Cayman-5 months today

This may be premature for me, but I came across this little saying in a book for bereaved parents. It struck me because even now I can relate to it:

At unusual times,
in unexpected places:
the supermarket, the ball game,
on the way home from work,
my eyes sting and my throat gets tight.

And then I know
that all I want
is you.

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This is my favorite.

If you could only imagine

You say it's time for me to "move on" in my grief. Perhaps you're right or
perhaps you just don't realize what you're asking. So, why don't you try this little exercise and maybe it will help you get a better perspective on what I am going through.

To make this really hit home for you it should be practiced for at least 24
hours; the longer the better. Don't blow this off as a stupid idea. It works along the same lines as blindfolding yourself to experience being without sight.

First of all, think about your child. Now imagine that that child is gone.
Whatever age or stage of development, whether he or she lives with you or
not, just imagine you won't ever see that child on earth again. Call all your
family and friends and tell them your child died.

Next, go to a funeral home and discuss caskets, markers, burial plots, etc.
Pick out a favorite outfit for your child to be buried in. Sit down and write
out the obituary for the newspaper. Get in the floor or closet and cry until
there are no more tears. Then repeat until you think you're losing your mind.

If you made it through that part you are ready for the next step.

During all of this remember, the world hasn't stopped. If you have a job, you
will have to return to it. The power company and everyone else still wants
their payment each month. You may have doctors bills, ambulance bills,
attorney fees if an accident was involved. If your child died at the hands of
another there will be a trial and publicity.

If you were blessed to have other children, you will have to deal with their
grief as well as your own. They will still have homework, tests, reports,
projects and the class bully.

Next comes the "firsts". Birthday, anniversary of death, Christmas, etc. When
everyone is singing tra-la-la and jingle bells, you won't be. Your heart will
be too heavy. The hurt will be so intense you will marvel if you can get out
of bed each morning. Every morning when you take your other children to
school you'll be reminded that you AREN'T taking one too. You'll see their
friends going on with their lives and it will cut you to the quick. When they
all graduate from kindergarten, middle school, etc., your child won't. When
you start getting wedding invitations in the mail for these other children,
you'll be reminded again of your loss.

Don't forget to, that when you go shopping you'll see things that you wanted
to buy for your deceased child. You'll see places the two of you USED to go.

At home when you prepare a favorite meal of the child who is gone, it won't
taste the same to you. The pictures, cards they made for you or sent you,
toys and other possessions of your baby will be both harmful and helpful.
They are a link to the past, a way to remember more about what you've lost
and at the same time they are a link to the past and a way to remember more
about what you've lost. Funny, huh? That family portrait you were always so
proud of? Well, it will take on a whole new meaning now.

Didn't mean to ask too much of you. Believe it or not I could write dozens of
other things for you to imagine. Fortunately for you, it's only an exercise.
I live it every day. IF you have the guts to stick it out - this little
experiment - congratulations. I don't think you will be so quick to utter
those words now. Not if you really did imagine. Besides, I care too much about
you my friend. I pray to God you never have to live the reality of this.

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~I'm Still Here~

"You ask GOD why he "took" me,
And I wish that you could see,
That sometimes when people hold you close; Those arms belong to me... ...
I'm still here.

If I could have one wish, mom,
It would be to ease your pain;
You think that I am gone now,
But as sure as clouds bring rain... ...
I'm still here.

I'm with you when you're crying,
I see every tear you cry.
And even though you feel alone,
It's me who wipes them dry... ...
I'm still here.

I'm with you every morning,
I hear every word that's said,
And when darkness overtakes you,
I still tuck you into bed... ...
rest your head.

You taught me faith in GOD, mom.
I learned it all from you,
It's more wonderful than imagined, Everything we hoped is true... ...
I love you.

I'm still here, mom, please believe me,

I'm the sun that warms your face;
I'm the wind that whistles softly,
I'm the comfort in that place;
I'm the friends that fill the loneliness, The butterflies you see;
Everything that brings you peace and joy You share it, mom, with me...

I'm the flowers in the spring time,
I'm the stars that shine so bright;
I'm the laughter in your living room,
The tears you shed at night,
I'm the hope that gives you meaning,
I'm the singer, I'm the song;
I am still your little angel, mom
I am with you...
I'm not gone..."

~Author Unknown~

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Sapphire Sunsets

WOW that last one is powerful. Thanks for sharing it.

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Karenj Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:44 pm Post subject: Okay so I'm not done

You are felt in the raindrops that fall from the skies
You are felt in the tears that fall from my eyes
You are felt in the sun that shines from above
You are my everlasting love

I'll never hear you laugh or cry
Or see you run and play
But in my dreams at night, my child
I still can hear you say,
"Mommy, I'm an angel now
And though I'm not in your arms
I am all around you
I will keep you safe from harm
When you feel a gentle breeze
Blow upon your skin
That's my gentle touch you're feeling
To show you where I've been
Although you cannot hold my hands
Or kiss my cheeks, you'll see,
If you look up high into the sky
The brightest star is me."

Sweetpetunia Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 5:58 pm

Here's the old siggy I was talking about. It reminds me of the poem you posted. Again, thanks for sharing.

Posted: Fri Dec 08, 2006 4:35 pm Post subject: I have Found It!!!!!!!!Loss Ment.

For those who find solace in music, i suggest listening to "I'm Not Ready To Make Nice" By The Dixie Chicks

Here are the lyrics:

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

I'm through with doubt
There's nothing left for me to figure out
I've paid a price
And I'll keep paying

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I know you said
Can't you just get over it
It turned my whole world around
And I kind of like it

I made my bed and I sleep like a baby
With no regrets and I don't mind sayin'
It's a sad sad story when a mother will teach her
Daughter that she ought to hate a perfect stranger
And how in the world can the words that I said
Send somebody so over the edge
That they'd write me a letter
Sayin' that I better shut up and sing
Or my life will be over

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

I'm not ready to make nice
I'm not ready to back down
I'm still mad as hell and
I don't have time to go round and round and round
It's too late to make it right
I probably wouldn't if I could
'Cause I'm mad as hell
Can't bring myself to do what it is you think I should

Forgive, sounds good
Forget, I'm not sure I could
They say time heals everything
But I'm still waiting

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KarenJ Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 11:25 pm Post subject: Merry Christmas From Heaven

I still hear the songs
I still see the lights
I still feel your love
on cold wintery nights

I still share your hopes
and all of you cares
I'll even remind you
to please say your prayers

I just want to tell you
you still make me proud
you stand head and shoulders
above all the crowd

Keep trying each moment
to stay in His grace
I came here before you
to help set your place

You don't have to be
perfect all the time
He forgives you the slip
If you continue the climb

To my family and friends
please be thankful today
I'm still close beside you
In a new special way

I love you all dearly
now don't shed a tear
Cause I'm spending my
Christmas with Jesus this year.

John Wm. Mooney, Jr.

Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 9:20 pm Post subject: Poem(kinda sad)

I've been meaning to post this for a few weeks, but it kept sliping my mind. It is the poem we used in Nataleys Memorium! It is sad, but it has helped me realize, that life should go on! Maybe it will be of comfort to someone else!

When I Must Leave You

When I must leave you
For a little while

Please do not grieve
And shed 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!

“In Memory of Nataley Grayce Young”
Our Angel Bump

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"A Grieving Mom"

Do you know how much I'm hurting,
Does it matter to anyone?
Do I put up such a good front
That you think my grief is done?

That's not the way it is my friend
And sometimes I am scared,
Cause right now the pain is so strong
Almost to much to bear.

The sunny days of summer
Used to be so great for me,
But now it's the "Beginning",
Of the death that had to be.

I'll never be the same again
My heart is broken in two,
I miss my son so very much
I don't know what to do.

I shouldn't ask you, but I will
I'll ask God one more time,
I know you love him,yes I do
But dear God, he was mine.

I beg for forgiveness God
For in my mind so weak,
Are fears, doubts & lonliness,
Of which I HAVE to speak.

So when you see my tears fall
Please don't turn away from me,
A touch, a hug, a gentle ear
Will help to set me free.

~Author Unknown~

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"The death of a baby is like a stone cast into the stillness of a quiet pool;
the concentric ripples of despair sweep out in all directions,
affecting many, many people."

--De Frain, 1991

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Don't Tell Me
Please don't tell me you know how I feel,
Unless you have lost your child too,
Please don't tell me my broken heart will heal,
Because that is just not true,
Please don't tell me my son is in a better place,
Though it is true, I want him here with me,
Don't tell me someday I'll hear his voice, see his face,
Beyond today I cannot see,
Don?t tell me it is time to move on,
Because I cannot,
Don?t tell me to face the fact he is gone,
Because denial is something I can't stop,
Don't tell me to be thankful for the time I had,
Because I wanted more,
Don't tell me when I am my old self you will be glad,
I'll never be as I was before,
What you can tell me is you will be here for me,
That you will listen when I talk of my child,
You can share with me my precious memories,
You can even cry with me for a while,
And please don't hesitate to say his name,
Because it is something I long to hear everyday,
Friend please realize that I can never be the same,
But if you stand by me, you may like the new person I become someday.

Judi Walker

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Letter to Mom
by Joy Curnutt

Mom, please don’t feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.

We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it’s not many years
I don’t want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.

I haven’t really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I’m closer to you than you know.

Just believe that when you say my name
I’m standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there’s nothing I can do.

But I’ll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to “cross over,”
I’ll be there to take your hand

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lauriesch22 Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 7:29 pm Post subject: Quote from Dr Seuss I can finally agree with

After losing Brennan, I came across a quote. I thought...."this will NEVER happen". But now 8 months after losing Brennan, I can finally say I understand the quote and can agree with the sentiment behind it.

For all you newer-grieving mommies this can and will happen for you too. Someday you will be able to understand, even if you think I am crazy right now.

Here is the quote:

"Don’t cry because it’s over,
Smile because it happened."
Dr. Seuss

I wish you all peace and happiness!

:bighug:

Laurie

Shee_Na Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 8:30 pm Post subject:
Another good Dr. Seuss quote is:

"A person's a person, no matter how small."

I don't know if that really fits in with what we're going through but it always touched me.

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When My Grief Was New
by Ferna Lary

Bury my head in the sand
til my heart no longer cries
for there’s no pain like the pain you feel
when a loved one dies.

Bury my heart in the ground
til the very last moment in time,
for there’s nothing left inside me to give,
no poems left in me to rhyme.

Bury my soul in the sea
till the waters turn into clay,
for there’s nothing left to hope for now
that my love has gone away.

Bury my hopes and dreams
and my laughter and smiles, too,
for there’s no one left on the face of this earth
that cares if I ever do.

Bury me last but not least
in the grave by my loved one’s side,
and let peace return to this lonesome beast
since my loved one died.

Along Grief’s Journey
I hear little children laughing
and the sound brings my soul such pain.
Yet I know in my heart that life goes on
and I must learn to live again.

Some days I stay so busy
I don’t even realize you’re gone.
Then there are all of those other days when
I feel like I can’t go on.

Sometimes I think I dreamed you…
that you never existed for real.
You’ve been gone so long and I’m just not strong
for my life has become surreal.

They tell me it’s time to let go
and build a new life without you.
But the builder is weak and I can’t even speak
and I don’t know what else to do.

How long will this pain last, Lord?
How many tears have I already cried?
It seems like forever since my world fell apart
when my loved one died.

Peace in My Soul
It was such an awesome day
and I stopped to stare up at the sky.
My heart skipped a beat as I heard you speak
when you asked the angel, “Why?”

“I wrote ‘I love you’ in the sky
as big and as plain as can be.
How can she stand down there and look up here
and still not be able to see?”

The clouds were broken and thin,
and swirled randomly through the air.
I searched and strained at all that remained
of the swirls of white still there.

The angel’s voice was soft and low
as I smiled and raised my brow,
and I heard her say in the strangest way
“She’s starting to see it now.”

There’s a bittersweet peace in my soul
and a sense of awesome pride
knowing you’re up there writing words in the air,
and our love has never died.

(About the author: A poetic trilogy describing the journey through grief. Each poem is complete, describing one aspect of the journey, yet the three together combine into one poem about grief recovery.)

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A Grieving Parent Is...
A grieving parent is someone who will never
forget thier child no matter how painful memories are.

A grieving parent is someone who yearns to be with their
dead but connot conceive leaving their living ones.

A grieving parent is someone who has part of a heart as
the rest is buried with their child.

A grieving parent is someone who begs for relief from
the memories whch plague them and then feels guilty
when they get it.

A grieving parent is someone who pretends to be happy
and enjoying life when they really are dying inside.

A grieving parent is someone who can cry or laugh at
the drop of a hat whenever they remember their beloved child

A grieving parent is someone who feels as if they just lost
their child yesterday no matter how much time has passed.

A grieving parent is someone who fears for their remaining
family because they cannot bear to have any more losses.

A grieving parent is someone who sits by their child's gravestone
and feels a knife stabbing their heart.

A grieving parent is someone who wants to help others who
have lost loved ones because somehow their loss is theirs
all over again.

Auther Unknown

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This is a great one too.

Who Gets in Your Bucket?
By Doug Manning
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

The best way I know to picture how we receive help from others in grief, is to imagine you are holding a bucket. The size and color doesn't matter. The bucket represents the feelings bottled up inside of you when you are in pain. If you have suffered a loss, hold the bucket and think through how you feel right now. If you are reading this to learn more about helping others, then imagine what would be in your bucket if a loved one had died very recently.

What is in your bucket?

Fear. Will I survive? What will happen to me now? Who will care for me? Who will be with me when I need someone near?

Most likely your bucket is almost full just from the fear. But there is also:

Pain. It is amazing how much physical pain there is in grief. Your chest hurts, and you can't breathe. Sometimes the pain is so intense your body refuses to even move. There is enough pain to fill the bucket all by itself.

Sorrow. There is devastating sadness; overwhelming sorrow. A gaping hole has been bitten out of your heart and it bleeds inside your very soul. You cry buckets of tears and then cry some more.

Loneliness. There is no lonely like that felt when you are in a room full of people and totally alone at the same time. Loneliness alone can fill any bucket ever made.

I could go on, but that's enough to get the idea across, and hopefully get you started thinking through your own list. What is in your bucket?
Now picture someone like me approaching you and your bucket. I also have a bucket. My bucket is full of explanations. I am armed and ready to explain why your loved one had to die, how they are now better off and how you should feel.
I am also well equipped with new ways to look at your loss. In politics they call that "spin doctoring," but most human beings seem to know this skill by instinct.
I have almost a bucketful of comforting words and encouraging sayings. I can also quote vast amounts of scriptures. I seem to favor the ones that tell you not to grieve.
So we face each other armed with full buckets. The problem is, I don't want to get into your bucket. Yours is scary. If I get in there, you might start crying and I may not be able to make you stop. You might ask me something I could not answer. There is too much intimacy in your bucket. I want to stand at a safe distance and pour what is in my bucket into yours. I want the things in my bucket to wash over your pain like some magic salve to take away your pain and dry your tears. I have this vision of my words being like cool water to a dry tongue. Soothing and curing as it flows.
But your bucket is full. There is no room for anything that is in my bucket. Your needs are calling so loudly there is no way you could hear anything I say. Your pain is far too intense to be cooled by any verbal salve, no matter how profound.
The only way I can help you is to get into your bucket, to try to feel your pain, to accept your feelings as they are and make every effort to understand. I cannot really know how you feel. I cannot actually understand your pain or how your mind is working under the stress, but I can stand with you through the journey. I can allow you to feel what you feel and learn to be comfortable doing so. That is called, "Getting into your bucket."
I was speaking on guilt and anger in grief to a conference of grieving parents. I asked the group what they felt guilty about. I will never forget one mother who said, "All the way to the hospital, my son begged me to turn back. He did not want the transplant. He was afraid. I would not turn back, and he died."
I asked her how many times someone had told her that her son would have died anyway. She said, "Hundreds." When I asked her if that had helped her in any way she said, "No."
I asked her how many times she had been told that she was acting out of love and doing the right thing, she gave the same two responses. Many times and, no, it did not help."
I asked her how many times she had been told that God had taken her son for some reason, and she gave the same responses- "many" and "no help."
I asked how many times someone had told her that it had been four years since her son's death and that it was time to "Put that behind you and get on with your life."
This time she responded with great anger that she had heard that from many wellmeaning people, including family members, and that it not only did not help, it added to her pain and made her angry.
What I was really asking her is, "How many people have tried to pour their buckets into yours?"
I then said, "Would it help if I hugged you and said `that must really hurt'?"
She said, "That would help a great deal. That would really help."
Why would that help? Because I was offering to get into her bucket with her and to be in her pain, instead of trying salve over her pain with words and explanations.
If you are in pain, find someone who will get into your bucket. Most of the time these folks are found in grief groups or among friends who have been there. It is not normal procedure. It is hard to swallow our fears and climb into your bucket.
If you are reading this to find ways to help others in grief, then lay aside your explanations and your words of comfort. Forget all of the instructions and directions you think will help and learn to say, "That must really hurt." I think that is the most healing combination of words in the English language. They really mean, "May I feel along with you as you walk through your pain?" "May I get into your bucket?"

Healing happens in their buckets

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Prayer When One's Child is Stillborn
written by Naomi Levy

I never got to know you.

I felt you inside me, I worried over you. I dreamed about you. I grew with you. I picked a name for you. I was expecting you. I was so looking forward to raising to raising you and watching you grow. But that's not ever going to happen. And I feel very angry and very sad. I wanted to keep you safe, but I couldn't protect you. I couldn't save you from everything that went wrong.

Heal my heart, God, restore my soul. Be with me in my sorrow, surround me with Your comfort. Revive my hope, God; help me to believe that I will come to know blessings and joy once more.

I entrust him to You, God. Take care of him. Watch over him. Protect him. Shelter him with gentleness and love. As I would. Spread Your Peace over him.

Hear me, God. Heal me, God. Amen

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Homesick
by Mercy Me

You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways
The reason why I wonder if I'll ever know
But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same
Cause I'm still here so far away from home

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

In Christ, there are no goodbyes
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have
To see you again
To see you again

And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow

I've never been more homesick than now

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Barely A Mother
By Erin McSparron

If I am a Mother,
It seems I’m barely so.
For it was for only weeks or months
That I held my baby close.

But God is helping me to understand
He made me a Mother that day.
The day He gave me a precious life to hold
And no one can take that away.

For Motherhood is a valuable gift
Given by the Father above.
Conception is the only condition
Not a living child to love.

God also gives another gift
A gift of love so wild
A Mother feels this gift most strong
When she’s separated from her child.

For grief is not a symptom given
To those who know no love.
It’s not a sign of weakness
But proof of God above.

So God knew that I would be sad
When He took my baby home
But He promised to be by my side
And never leave me alone.

So if you’re told that Motherhood
Is reserved for Moms of the living
Remember the honor that God gave you
When He chose you for your baby’s beginning

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Sweetpetunia Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 5:28 pm Post subject: rememberance songs

LULLABY OF LOVE by Serene Allison
Dedicated to our baby in Heaven

Baby. . .

I wish you could have stayed,

I miss you growing inside of me.

Baby. . .

I would have loved to have seen your face,

I want to hold you endlessly.

But even though I won’t feel you in my arms

I hold your memory in my heart.

CHORUS:

And I’ll sing with the angels

A lullaby of love,

And as you’re soothed by feathered wings

In your cradle high above,

Hear my voice. . . your mother’s lullaby of love.

Baby. . .

If I could only look in your eyes

And you could see mine shine with how much I adore you.

Baby. . .

Were they the color of your daddy’s or mine?

And I know they had a beautiful hue.

I wonder what would have been your name,

But I’m so glad you came. . . for awhile. . .

CHORUS:

And I’ll sing with the angels

A lullaby of love,

And as you’re soothed by feathered wings

In your cradle high above

Hear my voice. . . your mother’s lullaby of love.

BRIDGE:

One thing I know I haven’t lost you,

You’re with your Creator by a celestial stream,

You were made for heaven, darling,

One day I’ll hold you and it won’t be a dream.

CHORUS AGAIN.

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dee68 Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 5:36 pm Post subject: To Help with the healing......m/c mnt

All That I Am Just feel better BY Santana and Steven Tyler from Aerosmith

She said I feel stranded
And I can’t tell anymore
If we coming or I’m going
It’s not how I planned it
I’ve got a key to the door
But it just won’t open

And I know, I know, I know
Part of me says let it go
That life happens for a reason
I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
It goes I never went before
But this time, this time

I’m gonna try anything that just feel better
Tell me what to do
You know I can’t see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better

And I can’t find my way
Girl I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better

She said I need you to hold me
I’m a little far from the shore
And I’m afraid of sinking
You’re the only one who knows me
And who doesn’t ignore
That my soul is weeping

I know, I know, I know
Part of me says let it go
Everything must have it seasons
Round and round it goes
And every day’s a one before
But this time, this time

I’m gonna try anything that just feel better
Tell me what to do
You know I can’t see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better

And I can’t find my way
God I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better

Long try to holding on
To all the things I ought to leave behind, yeah
It’s really getting nowhere
I think I need a little help this time!

Yeah...

I’m gonna try anything that just feel better
Tell me what to do
You know I can’t see through the haze around me
And I do anything that just feel better

And I can’t find my way
Girl I need a change
And I do anything that just feel better
Any little thing that just feel better

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Watermark \ Glory Baby

Glory baby you slipped away as fast as we could say baby…baby..
You were growing, what happened dear?
You disappeared on us baby…baby..
Heaven will hold you before we do
Heaven will keep you safe until we’re home with you…
Until we’re home with you…

Miss you everyday
Miss you in every way
But we know there’s a
day when we will hold you
We will hold you
You’ll kiss our tears away
When we’re home to stay
Can’t wait for the day when we will see you
We will see you
But baby let sweet Jesus hold you
‘till mom and dad can hold you…
You’ll just have heaven before we do
You’ll just have heaven before we do

Sweet little babies, it’s hard to
understand it ‘cause we’re hurting
We are hurting
But there is healing
And we know we’re stronger people through the growing
And in knowing-
That all things work together for our good
And God works His purposes just like He said He would…
Just like He said He would…

BRIDGE:
I can’t imagine heaven’s lullabies
and what they must sound like
But I will rest in knowing, heaven is your home
And it’s all you’ll ever know…all you’ll ever know…
~~~~~~~~~~~

This song (Glory Baby) is sung by a mom who experienced 2 miscarriages and she sings it with such meaning. Her DH helps with the backup vocals, so that touches my heart to hear them both singing it together.

This next one was written by 2 sisters, Seren & Pearl its on their album called Peace All Over Me. In the jacket, it says that Serene dedicated this song to her baby, but I thought I remember reading somewher that both sisters have experienced MC. Maybe the other sister lost her baby after the CD was produced. anyway here's the lyrics:

Oooh! wait a minute! I just found the lyrics all typed out for me with the intro to boot! Here it is:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Child Ment in the intro, but not in the lyrics
LULLABY OF LOVE

I lost a baby between my first and second children. Although it was an early miscarriage, it was the hardest thing I have ever gone through. I was so excited to be expecting another life, that when the pregnancy test showed positive, I went into my yard and literally did cartwheels of joy.

In the middle of the night I would wake up crying and tell my husband how much I missed my lost baby, our baby who I would never get to hold.

I wrote this song as a tribute to my baby in heaven and I didn’t plan on anyone hearing it besides my husband.

One week later I went to an Above Rubies retreat to sing and many ladies came up to me sympathetically and shared their story of losing a baby. I didn’t realize how prevalent miscarriages were, and ended up singing this song as a tribute to their babies as well.

When Pearl and I sing this song I can hardly get through it without crying, although God has healed this aching wound. Pearl has also had a miscarriage and sings this song for her baby.

When the pain was still fresh and deep, a lady came up to me with her arm around her teenage daughter and told me something that was very healing. She said, “This wonderful daughter of mine has been such a blessing to me and I can’t imagine not having her. I wouldn’t have had her had I not had a miscarriage previously, as she was conceived within the nine months I would have carried my other baby.

“Although I miss my baby and long to see him/her, I know my baby was made for heaven and is cradled in God’s love and will never know the pain or darkness of this world. God gave me two babies instead of just one; one to love here on earth and one I am looking forward to meeting and we will worship our Lord together.”

Another word of encouragement I received was from my father-in-law who, when I sobbingly told him I lost a baby, said “No! That is the one thing you haven’t done or never have to worry about.” When I thought about this for a while, the truth of that statement sunk in. Yes! My baby is found, and in our Creator’s presence. I will never have to wonder if he or she will be lost to the wiles of this world, but is in heaven where we are all going. We are just pilgrims here and our babies that have gone on are at our destination. What a hope.

If you have had a miscarriage too, maybe these words of encouragement will help you also. Above all, I pray our God of comfort will carry you and hold you in his arms until His peace washes all the pain away.

MissMichigan Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 9:09 pm Post subject: To Help with the healing......m/c mnt
This song helped me a lot with my mc. It is by Natalie Grant and is called "Held."

Two months is too little.
They let him go.
They had no sudden healing.
To think that providence would
Take a child from his mother while she prays
Is appalling.

Who told us we’d be rescued?
What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?
We’re asking why this happens
To us who have died to live?
It’s unfair.

Chorus:
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was

When everything fell we’d be held.

This hand is bitterness.
We want to taste it, let the hatred numb our sorrow.
The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

Bridge:
If hope is born of suffering.
If this is only the beginning.
Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?

(Chorus)
This is what it means to be held.
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive.
This is what it is to be loved.
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we’d be held.

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Sheena this post you made was a stroke of genius. I just had to make it an announcement! There is so much comfort here and so many many tears. Thank you.

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Wings

Through the sadness and despair
May you have wings of strength
To help ease the sorrow

Through the anger and desperation
May you have wings of hope
A glimpse into tomorrow

Each fearful step of this journey
May you have wings of courage
To help you face each new day

In the darkest hours of grief
May you have wings of light
To guide your steps along the way

May the warmth of your precious child surround you
And may you find peace and love,

Within the wings of an angels
Sent from up above…

By Joanne Cacciatore-Garard (c) 2003

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"Calling Your Name"

If you listen in silence
as dawn breaks in my home
you hear echos and cries
they're calling your name

the emptiness
it aches
its corners, so suddenly
hollow

Waiting at the door
is your bassinet, untouched
ready to cradle you
its calling your name

in the bedroom corner
sits your crib, good as new
waiting to cuddle you
its calling your name

Neat in the closet
your clothes left unworn
they're needing to wrap you
they're calling your name

Displayed on the mantle
your frame rests, unfilled
wanting to display you
its calling your name

Curled up in the corner
Your mother sits still
Her arms outstretched to hold you
she's calling your name

Her boosom before her
heavy with milk
they're waiting to nurse you
they're calling your name

Her heart beats inside her
her pulse so alive
its waiting to love you
it's calling your name

Her eyes close slowly
they're filling with tears
they're wishing to see you
they're calling your name

Her lips purse up tightly
they're trembling in fear
they're wanting to kiss you
they're calling your name

Dear child, we're calling
your name left unsaid
but a face of an angel
we're calling instead

~Author Unknown~

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"Happy Mother's Day To Me"

A woman is in line before me, her children by her side
The cashier tells her how beautiful they are and the mother smiles with pride

She tells her Happy Mother's Day as she hands her the receipt
When she waits on me she says nothing, not a word not a peep

She smiles blankly and hands me my change
She can not tell that I am a Mother just the same

My child is not here with me, but I am a mother still
He's in Heaven with Jesus and he's my son Will

But how do I say to her that I am a mother too?
She surely will ask me all about you

She will be uncomfortable hearing about my son above
The one who makes me a mother and fills my heart with love

She will not understand my need to hear her say to me
Happy Mother's Day, as my child she can not see

I ask God to comfort me and hold my baby tight
I can't be with him now and I miss him with all my might

My husband puts his arm around me, as he understands my tears
He softly whispers in my ear, where no one else can hear

Happy Mother's Day my sweet, our angel's up above
He's sending down kisses and all of his love

You are a mother still though our child has gone away
He or she is in our hearts and in our souls, and there will always stay

(author unknown)

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Artist: Backstreet Boys
Album: Never Gone
Title: Incomplete

Empty spaces fill me up with holes
Distant faces with no place left to go
Without you within me I can't find no rest
Where I'm going is anybody's guess

I've tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

Voices tell me I should carry on
But I am swimming in an ocean all alone
Baby, my baby
It's written on your face
You still wonder if we made a big mistake

I've tried to go on like I never knew you

I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

I don't mean to drag it on, but I can't seem to let you go
I don't wanna make you face this world alone
I wanna let you go (alone)

I've tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

Incomplete

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What an excellent idea:
Here are some poems that have helped me.

Remembering You
We thought of you today,
But that is nothing new
We thought of you yesterday
And will tomorrow, too
We think of you in silence
And make no outward show
For what it meant to lose you
Only those who love you know
Remembering you is easy
We do it everyday
It's the heartache of losing you
That will never go away.
~author unknown

And Life Goes On . . .

A flower bursts full of life
Flourishes, withers, then disappears
All within the blink of an eye
Yet life goes on . . . always the same

A bird enters the world with a song
Sings for a few seasons, then vanishes
All within the blink of an eye
Yet life goes on . . . always the same

A child draws his first breath
Learns, grows, then passes away
All within the blink of an eye
And life goes on . . . but never the same.

By L. Dustin Twede

I am the one
To remember his soul.
The one who knows him best.
I am the one to speak his name
When others forget.
I knew his spirit
And what was to be.
I am the one to carry
His life in my heart.
Others remember through me.
I am the one to bring joy and hope
To his memory as it fades.
I knew him first and saw him last.
Everyone looks to me
Now that he is gone.
I am his mommy.
By Anonymous

One day at a time
Is all I can bear
If I can make it through this day
Then I can look back tomorrow
And know that I am strong
Even in my weakness
And sometimes being weak
Is the only way I can be, at all...

I Wanted So Much for You

I wanted so much more for you, my sweet little baby.
I wanted to change your diapers, not my life.
I wanted to nurse you, not my grief.
I wanted to dress you up, not bury you down.
I wanted to hear the sounds of you crying for me at night,
Not my own sounds of crying for you,
My innocent baby boy.
I wanted to see you grow, not the grass upon the grave.
I wanted to see you asleep in your crib, not in the casket.
I wanted to give you live, not death.
I wanted to show you off, not alone go on.
I wanted to comb your fuzzy hair, not save a lock of it.
I wanted to pick up after you, not put down my dreams for you.
I wanted to hold you in my arms, not this doll.
I wanted to walk you late at night, not my fears.
I wanted so much for you,
My newly born, newly gone-child.
I wanted so much more
I wanted so much
I wanted
I wanted you.
~Maria LaFond Visscher

Tiny Angels

Tiny Angels rest your wings
Sit with me a while.
How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.
Tiny Angel, look at me,
I want this image clear…..
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.
Tiny Angel can you tell me,
Why you have gone away?
You weren’t here for very long….
Why is it, you couldn’t stay?
Tiny Angel shook his head,
“These things I do not know….
But I do know that you love me,
And that I love you so.”
~author unknown

The Cord
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It's not like the cord
That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't been seen
By any on Earth.

This cord does it's work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied.

It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!
~author unknown

Don’t tell me

Please don’t tell me you know how I feel,
Unless you have lost your child too,
Please don’t tell me my broken heart will heal,
Because that is just not true,
Please don’t tell me my son is in a better place,
Though it is true, I want him here with me,
Don’t tell me someday I’ll hear his voice, see his face,
Beyond today I cannot see,
Don’t tell me it is time to move on,
Because I cannot,
Don’t tell me to face the fact he is gone,
Because denial is something I can’t stop
Don’t tell me to be thankful for the time I had,
Because I wanted more,
Don’t tell me when I am my old self you will be glad,
I’ll never be as I was before,
What you can tell me is you will be here for me,
That you will listen when I talk of my child,
You can share with me my precious memories,
You can even cry with me for a while,
And please don’t hesitate to say his name,
Because it is something I long to hear everyday,
Friend please realize that I can never be the same,
But if you stand by me, you may like the new person I become someday.
~Judy Walker

Never

He would never throw a fit in a restaurant or store
He wouldn’t pick his nose and wipe buggers on the floor

He wouldn’t need a baby sitter after coming home from school
He wouldn’t get bad grades, skip class or ever be uncool

He wouldn’t sneak out and make his mother worry all night long
He wouldn’t ever complain when I’d make him mow the lawn

He would never be bad at anything he did especially when it came to sports
He would never have to be a cheerleader of some sort

He wouldn’t fuss or cry over the things I’d make him do
He wouldn’t give up any hits in his major league debut

Most of you just laughed and smile when I told you the things my child would never do
Now I’m here to tell you that all of them came true

By the sounds of this you might think that all of that is grand
But now I wish he could do all the things I didn’t think I’d be able to stand
Because I will never get to
See him Crawl or Walk
Hear him Sing or Talk
I will never get to play catch with him, or take him to a game
I can’t teach him how to ride a bike, or play out in the rain

I know that all things I’ll miss are really not that bad
Because I’ll love you all the time, and I will always be your dad

For all you parents and parents to be, this is my advice to you
Never think or say what your child will or will not do
Just love them to the fullest
And they will make your dreams come true

By Jason Frost

“What we have once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us,”
-Helen Keller


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Shee_na
I know you posted it as a quote but that song "Held" by Natalie Grant, was that written about a mc? I heard it on the radio the other day and almost had to pull over cuz of the tears. I think I may go buy it.

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I'll Never Know
By LisaMarie Emerle

How do I say goodbye ... when I didn't get to say hello?
I want so bad to keep you ... how do I let you go?
I have so many dreams, so much love I want to share
There's nothing I can do ...why is life unfair?
You're my perfect angel...I dreamed you long ago
I never got to hold you but it breaks my heart to let you go
The pain and confusion I feel inside
I can not explain...I can not describe
God will rock you in your cradle and watch you as you sleep
I will love you in my heart ... it's all I get to keep
you are blessed my child ... you're in heaven up above
You'll never be alone...you have Mommy & Daddy's love
Hush my little baby...you need not ever cry
You were always wanted! I wish you didn't die
You'll be my sunshine in the daylight and the brightest star at night
Reach for God's hand and go to the light
I was blessed to have you briefly...even though I have to let you go
I wish I knew the reason but I guess I'll never know

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These are both songs written by Anthony Stewart Head... I absolutely love them. I still cry when I listen to them...they just explain what I felt so easily...

End Game:
Look at me now
Never thought I'd be here
What was I thinking, what have I left undone, unspoken
Look at me, I feel a little helpless
Look at you
Looking down at me
It wasn't meant to happen like this
I need more time to set things right
Not ready to think these thoughts in the middle of the night
Life seems never ending, till its ending
Finite, sight unseen-we choose the path we walk
But is it meant to happen like this?
Do we need more time to set things right?
Are we ever prepared inside to say goodbye?
Look at you now
I never thought I'd see you here
How did I outlive you?
I couldn't see us apart, us broken
"The quality of your pain?" you said is deep inside your heart
It wasn't meant to happen like this
I need more time to set things right
Not ready to think these thoughts in the middle of the night
Is this right, that this really is the end?
It wasn't meant to happen like this
I need more time to set things right
Angels come in many guises to guide us
End Game

Babies (the inbetween):
A baby in a restaurant
So tiny her head fit into her father's hand
And as he look into her eyes she smiled
Not bothered by the loudness of the live rock n' roll band
And as I watched them both I longed to cradle you in my arms again
All I could really think of was
That I longed to hold my babies

A little later that same night
A child of eight or nine entered the dining room
She had the pale, poetic grace of that age
She was so tired she could hardly keep her eyes from closing
And as I watched her older sister lay her down between two chairs to sleep
All that I was thinking was
That I long to hold my babies

Looking at photographs
Watching you grow before my eyes
Remembering the moments the instant before the camera saw them
And as I smile at the times we shared
I'm reminded of all the inbetween
Christ, how I miss you, both then and now, my babies
I long to hold you in my arms, to know you're by my side
To feel your little hands in mine, to look into your trusting eyes
I long to be your Daddy, felt guilty for not being there for you
Oh, how I miss you, my babies

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I guess it's a good thing the world can't drown from our tears huh? ....

Id like to share a few of the poems I have written myself....


Reasons
Thoughs of you keep running through my head.
Things you would have been, and things you could have said.
Reasons I'll never knokw why
You were taken from me, reasons I cry.
Reasons I was meant to never know you.
Reasons only GOd knows, things I know, too few.
Reasons I knew you, tiny as a bean
Reasons He knows, what kept you unseen.
Reasons why I will never know.
Reaons why He wanted you to go.
Go Home to Heaven my little one,
Go Home to Heaven, go and follow the Son.
He'll keep you safe and sound
til Mommy & Daddy are called Home from the ground.
Awaiting us in Heaven, there you will be
Arms open, and running to meet me.
My beautiful child, child I never knew.
Tears of joy in my eyes, finally to see you.
Keep watch over your big sisters and brothers,
keep watch for me, over all the others.
Baby sisters or brothers, I've also yet to meet..
keep them company as you sit at His feet.
Reasons He wants you there and not here
Reasons I'll never know, for you, I shed my tears.

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I miss you tonight, child of my heart.
I thought of you today, my beautiful one.
I dreamed of you earlier, my innocent sweet love,
I cried for you again, my gone, cherished soul.
You're in Heaven, no longer in my womb.
You'll remain in my heart, my angel sweetheart.

How Can I Forget?

How can I forget, the love I have for you?
How can I forget, happiness in my heart that grew?
How can I forget, finding out it's true,
How can I forget, inside of me was you!
How can I forget, the memory of all of this?
How can I forget, someone I never knew?

Time

As time goes on, the pain will subside.
As time goes on, tears will start to dry.
As time goes on, my heart won't be so heavy.
As time goes on, more children I will have.
As time goes on, and I'm walking that path,
That path we call life, which you were in it
If not for very much more than a minute.
As time goes on, I'll hold fast my memory
The memory of a short time you lived within me.
As time goes on, things get easier it's true.
As time goes on, NEVER will I forget you.

Lay Down

I lay my head down, and I try to sleep.
I lay my head down, and I start to weep.
Memories of what were, aren't.
Memories of what wasn't, are.
Never to have known you
Never to have felt you
Never to have seen you
I lay my head down, and I grieve for you
My tiny angel baby, I never ever knew.

Never Forget

I never got to know if you were a girl or a boy.
I never got to feel you kick and flutter about.
Please know, my precious baby, you gave my heart joy.

I didn't know about your presence for very long.
For some reason God decided it was best to take you Home.
Those reasons I'll never know, be it right or wrong.

It hurts to know that what once was is gone.
It hurts to know that I'm now all alone.
It hurts to know I'll never know your name,
But for your sisters and brothers, I must move on.

Please understand, my little angel, mommy can't forget.
I can't forget the excitement and love in my heart.
Even for someone I never saw, heard or felt.
In my heart you'll grow, my heart will never forget.

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don't know if anyones pu tthis on here anywhere... I blurrily read over the previous posts on here... & posted a few of my own....

it's a song entitled "My Name" by George Canyon...

I used to have it playing on my poetry website called Lost Wombs.... but the song doesnt' work anymore.... but here are the lyrics.... written after a very good friend of his lost their pregnancy...


It's cold in here
Feels like everything's upside down.
I can feel you talkin'
But I can hardly make out the sound
And I've been kickin around these parts
Feels like a year
And I'm going to change this world
if I ever get out of here
She wants to dress me in pink
Paints my bedroom blue
And I just laugh to myself
'Cause only I know the truth

This love is my only emotion
Haven't learned any fear, any shame
It's kind of funny with all this commotion
Guess they've got me to blame
They don't even know my name
They don't even know my name

Well, I've never felt so ready
Think it's finally time
Cause that big ol' world is waiting
And it's mine, all mine
Just then everything got real quiet
And it got real bright
And a man took my hand, said don't worry
Your Mama's going to be alright
Then he opened the gate
And I followed him in
Said you can wait right here
'Til it's your turn again

His love is the one true emotion
Heaven knows no fear, no shame
NEver got to set my wheels in mothin
Bu tthey loved me just the same
They didn't even know my name
They didn't even know my name

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Posts: 20

I wrote your name on the sand...but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name on the sky...but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name on my heart...where forever it will stay

Wherever you are
by Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman

Come out moon, come out wishing star
Come out, come out, wherever you are

I'm out here in the dark, All alone and wide awake
Come and find me, I'm empty and I'm cold
And my heart is about to break, come and find me

I need you to come here and find me
Cause without you I'm totally lost
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far
I can only dream of you
Wherever you are

I'll hear your laugh, I'll see your smile
I'll be with you for just a while, But when morning comes
And the sun begins to rise, I'll lose you

Because it's just a dream
When I open up my eyes
I'll lose you

I used to believe in forever
But forever is too good to be true
I've hung a wish on every star
It hasn't done much good so far

I don't know what else to do
Except to try and dream of you
And wonder if you are dreaming too
Wherever you are, Wherever you are...

Joined: 05/22/07
Posts: 5
A Poem to My Mommy and Daddy

Daddy please don't look so sad,
Mommy please don't cry,
Cause I'm in the arms of Jesus and
He sings me lullabies.
Please try not to question God,
Don't think he is unkind.
Don't think He sent me to you,
And then changed His mind.
You see I am a Special Child,
And am needed up above,
I'm the special gift you gave Him,
The product of your love.
I'll always be there with you,
And watch the sky at night,
Find the brightest star that's gleaming,
That's my halo's brilliant light.
You'll see me in the summer showers,
I'll be dancing in the rain.
When you find a gentle breeze,
From a gentle wind that blows,
That's me, I'll be planting a kiss on your nose.
When you see a child playing,
And your heart feels a little tug,
That's me, I'll be there, giving your heart a hug.
So Daddy, please don't look so sad,
Mommy don't you cry. I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies.
~Author Unknown~
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Posts: 5
Thoughts on Becoming a Mom

Thoughts on Becoming a Mom~

There are women that become mothers without effort, without thought, without patience or loss and though they are good mothers and love their children, I know that I will be better.

I will be better not because of genetics, or money or that I have read more books but because I have struggled and toiled for this child.
I have longed and waited. I have cried and prayed.
I have endured and planned over and over again.

Like most things in life, the people who truly have appreciation are those who have struggled to attain their dreams.
I will notice everything about my child.
I will take time to watch my child sleep, explore and discover. I will marvel at this miracle every day for the rest of my life.

I will be happy when I wake in the middle of the night to the sound of my child, knowing that I can comfort, hold and feed him and that I am not waking to take another temperature, pop another pill, take another shot or cry tears of a broken dream. My dream will be crying for me.

I count myself lucky in this sense; that God has given me this insight, this special vision with which I will look upon my child that my friends will not see.

Whether I parent a child I actually give birth to or a child that God leads me to, I will not be careless with my love.

I will be a better mother for all that I have endured. I am a better wife, a better aunt, a better daughter, neighbor, friend and sister because I have known pain.

I know disillusionment as I have been betrayed by my own body. I have been tried by fire and hell many never face, yet given time, I stood tall.

I have prevailed.
I have succeeded.
I have won.

So now, when others hurt around me, I do not run from their pain in order to save myself discomfort. I see it, mourn it, and join them in theirs.

I listen.

And even though I cannot make it better, I can make it less lonely. I have learned the immense power of another hand holding tight to mine, of other eyes that moisten as they learn to accept the harsh truth and when life is beyond hard. I have learned a compassion that only comes with walking in those shoes.

I have learned to appreciate life.

Yes I will be a wonderful mother.

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Joined: 01/02/07
Posts: 20

"My Mom is a Survivor"

My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.

I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.

But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.

She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.

My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.

I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.

For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.

By Kaye Des'Ormeaux
October 15, 1998

Dedicated to the mothers who have lost a child & have somehow survived.

“What we have once enjoyed and deeply loved we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us,”
-Helen Keller

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Posts: 1000

These are the lyrics to a song that meant a lot to me during my loss. I was praying to God because I was afraid I was going to fall apart. Then I turned on the radio and heard this song:

Fall
by Clay Walker
Hold up there you go again
Puttin on that smile again
Even though I know you've had a bad day
Doin this and doin that
Always puttin' yourself last
A whole lotta give and not enough take

But you can only be strong so long before you break

So fall go on and fall apart

Fall into these arms of mine
Ill catch you every time you fall
Go on and lose it all
Every doubt every fear every worry every tear
Im right here
Baby fall

Forget about the world tonight
All that's wrong and all that's right
Lay your head on my shoulder let it fade away

And if you wanna let go baby its okay

Joined: 08/20/07
Posts: 25
I really found this comforting

Who could have known the exquisite difference
Your brief life would make upon mine?
Who could have known a tiny baby
Would show me the beauty of a sunrise,
Or the wonder of a rainbow or the pain of a tear?
Who could have known an innocent child
Would take away my fear of death,
And point me in the direction of heaven?
Who could have known that you would succeed
Where so many others have failed?
(Dana Gensler, 1990)

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Joined: 09/07/07
Posts: 316
And there's a new star up in heaven tonight.

I think these lyrics sum up how I feel right now. It's an excerpt from a song by Chris de Burgh.

I wonder if you ever knew
How much you were loved
And in the darkness of a lonely room
Were you empty inside?
As you fade away it's like a light
Has gone from the world
But i am sure that there is a place
Where it will burn on forever
And as we say goodbye i can hardly see
For the tears in my eyes
You are shining like a million suns
And there's a new star up in heaven tonight.

Joined: 11/29/05
Posts: 49

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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