This Shrine is dedicated to Children who have  Died Unborn.
My unborn son, Collin, has been included within the shrines pages. You too
can have a child entered in it and you get a wonderful Certificate in the mail.
The following poem is in memory for the lost children
 

Mommy,

I  know that I'm not born yet,
But, inside  you... my  love  grows.
My  spirit  is  so strong and heaven sent,
My  body  growing... is  yet  to  show.

It's going to be...what seems like forever,
before I show my precious face.
My body so soft and tiny in size,
My heart's... a saving grace.

Six weeks now...you've been blessed,
my life, you hold-in your hands.
20 is the number of all my fingers... and toes,
for me...what are your plans?

I may not be so grown, as of yet,
but...in my mind, I sense your fear.
What are all...these decisions you make,
are you sure...you're thinkin' so clear?

These thoughts that you've been having,
I'm hoping they are...all a dream.
Im a living part of you,
why aren't you as happy...as you should seem?

Have you even talked...to my Daddy today,
about...what's going on?
Don't you know that he loves you,
won't he miss me, when I'm gone?

STOP IT MOMMY!
You'll regret what ....you are going to do.
YOU'LL HATE YOURSELF,
Your... whole life through!

My daddy has already...given' me a name,
he loves me as much as... you do today.
You can hear it echoing...in his heart,
The name is Collin Raye.
 

written by John Dear

Dedicated to my unborn son Collin Raye (October 05, 2000)
Lost to abortion.
 

The paperwork I recieved in snail mail.
It was
a wonderful thing!