Special Angel in HeavenThere's a special Angel in Heaven
that is a part of me.
It is not where I wanted him
but where God wanted him to be.He was here but just a moment
like a night time shooting star.
And though he is in Heaven
he isn't very far.He touched the hearts of many
like only an Angel can do.
I would've held him every minute
if the end I only knew.So I send this special message
to the Heaven up above.
Please take care of my Angel
and send him all my love.
"The Littlest Angel"
by Jan Bernot
In the beginning, God created heaven and earth, and a place in The Heavens for his special little angels.
The littlest angel spent his days in the sunshine with happiness all around him. There were no tears and no sadness. Everything was soft, bright and beautiful.
The special little angels played together and were the most beautiful and perfect of all God's creations, because they were seen through His eyes.
The littlest angel spent many happy times listening to the other angels. They would tell about their lives on earth and the things that they had seen. In time, the littlest angel became troubled and a little sad, because he had never been born, and had no stories to tell. God had newly created him, and his soul was brand new.
Each day, when he talked with God, the littlest angel begged to be born so that he could have a life on earth like the other angels. Each day, God explained to him that he was not ready to be born yet, that his soul was too young.
"Please, please," cried the littlest angel, each day for years and years.
Finally, since God loved him so much, he could deny him no longer. He would allow him to be born, but he couldn't stay on earth too long, because God had wonderful plans for him in the years to come. God thought for awhile and chose a mommy and daddy for the littlest angel. They had to love God enought to trust him and they had to be strong enough to love the littlest angel and then let him come back to God. So it was...that the littlest angel was born to earth.
In a short time, he was back in the big, soft hands of God and was so happy and excited to see all of the other little angels. He had missed them so much. At last, he had a story to tell too! He told them of his mommy and his daddy and how he had felt their great love when they held him and spoke to him. He told them how he had slept most of the time, but he finally had a mommy and daddy and he knew that they would love him forever and ever.
As he fell asleep that night, safe and warm in God's big hands, he remembered the most important thing of all....the thing he had forgotten to tell the other little angels. He had a name! It was a name that his mommy and daddy had given him! Soon, he was sound asleep and God whispered to him.. "Goodnight, and Bless you, little Dustin."
I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in other's eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try to walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think
about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
The Angel And The Child
An angel with a radiant face,
Above a cradle bent to look,
Seemed his own image there to trace,
As in the waters of a brook.
"Dear child! who me resembles" so,"
It whispered, come, O come with me!
Happy together let us go,
The earth unworthy is of thee!
"Here none to perfect bliss attain;
The soul in pleasure suffering lies;
Joy bath an undertone of pain,
And even the happiest hours their sighs.
"Fear doth at every portal knock;
Never a day serene and pure
From the o'ershadowing tempest's shock
Hath made the morrow's dawn secure.
"What, then, shall sorrows and shall fears
Come to disturb so pure a brow?
And with the bitterness of tears
These eyes of azure troubled grow?
"Ah no! into the fields of space,
Away shalt thou escape with me;
And Providence will grant thee grace
Of all the days that were to be.
"Let no one in thy dwelling cower,
In sombre vestments draped and veiled;
But let them welcome thy last hour,
As thy first moments once they hailed.
"Without a cloud be there each brow;
There let the grave no shadow cast;
When one is pure as thou art now,
The fairest day is still the last."
And waving wide his wings of white
The angel, at these, words, had sped
Towards the eternal realms of light"
Poor mother! see, thy son is dead!
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
My mom she tells a lot of lies
She never did before
But from now until she dies
She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my mom how she is
And because she can't explain
She will tell a little lie
Cause she can't explain the pain.
Ask my mom how she is
She'll say "I'm alright"
If thats the truth then tell me
Why does she cry each night?
Ask my mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well
She didn't have a choice you see
Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my mom how she is,
Im fine Im well Im coping
ForGod's sake mom just tell the truth
Just say your hearts broken
She'll love me all her life
I loved her all of mine
But if you ask her how she is
She'll lie and say shes fine.
I am here in heaven
I cannot hug from here
If she lies to you don't listen
Just hug and hold her near.
On the day we meet again
We'll smile and I'll be bold
I'll say "Your lucky to get in here mom,
With all the lies you told"
A life so full of beauty
A life so full of hope
Taken from my arms
Now nothing left to hold
In my heart there is a hole
Impossible to fill
Still looking for the answers
And needing all your will
Taken to a place
Too far for me to travel
I would gladly walk a million miles
Barefoot upon the gravel
Just to see your face again
Just to feel your hand
Just to know that your okay
And to try to understand
The reasons why, I may never know
A lesson today in letting go
I'll take with me the memories
Of a life that was so bright
I will look into the heavens
And see your shinning light
Knowing that someday
We will be together again
Taking your love with me
Will keep me strong until the end
Written by Kat Mungwira
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the star-shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
Our Dearest Gabrielle Jane,
As we lay you down to sleep,
We pray to the Lord, your soul he’ll keep.
To watch you gently in his loving care,
And let you know, someday Mommy and Daddy will be there.
We wish we could hold you and keep you safe.
But here on Earth, just wasn’t your place.
Our hearts are broken and doesn’t seem they’ll ever heal,
Maybe someday, somehow, I hope they will.
How we wish we could watch you grow,
And now the brightest light from Heaven will be your glow.
With every tear that we cry,
Could never add up to the LOVE we feel inside.
As we lay you down to sleep,
Our Hearts we send with you, They’re yours to keep.
Love Mommy and Daddy.