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Baby Castle
In a baby castle just beyond my eye, my baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy. Who am I to wish her back in to this world of strife? No, play on my baby, you have eternal life. At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes, I'll hear her tiny footsteps come running to my side. Her little hands caress me so tenderly and sweet, I'll breathe a prayer and close my eyes, and embrace her in my sleep. Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other. I have known true glory; I am still her mother. |
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Angel Whispers
Have you ever truly heard An Angel whisper in your ear? Their voices are soft and comforting Letting you know you have nothing to fear.
If you listen very carefully You just might hear their sweet voice Whispering to you of God's perfect love And all things that make you rejoice.
They do their very best To always watch over you To keep you safe and happy In everything you do.
So, next time you feel lonely Kinda scared and feeling blue Just whisper to your Angel... ... And listen ... For they'll whisper back to you. ~ And You'll Feel Their Love ~
�AngelWinks 2000 |
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Yesterday I heard your voice, Today that voice is still I yearn to hear it once again I know I always will.
Yesterday I touched your face As you were safe in bed If I could kiss you just once more And stroke your precious head.
You touched my life so briefly but the magic lingers on It goes to bed with me at twilight and wakes with me at dawn. If I live until forever till my eyes no longer see, My mind will forever remember What you were and are to me..
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Stairway to Heaven They say memories are golden, Well, maybe that is true; I never wanted memories, I only wanted you. A million times I needed you, A million times I cried; If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died. In life I loved you dearly, In death I love you still; In my heart you hold a piece No one could ever fill. If tears could build a stairway And heartache make a lane; I'd walk the path to heaven And bring you back again. Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same; But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again. |
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Forever angel, you'll be mine Today, tomorrow, for all time Upon my breast you lay so sweet Dear child of mine, my pain is deep. Your eyes are closed, your breath is still I could but think this can't be real. So many plans we had for you Are laid to rest as you are too. A day won't pass I will forget You'll forever be my angel yet |
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If I could have a lifetime wish, A dream that would come true, I'd pray to God with all my heart for yesterday and you.
A thousand word's can't bring you back, I know because I've tried. And neither will a million tears, I know because I've cried.
You left behind a broken heart, And happy memories too. I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.. |
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D is for Devoted, with a heart of gold, E is for Expressive, a merry soul S is for Special, Sensitive and Smart I is for Innocent, love you impart R is for Remarkable, a brilliant mind, A is for Angel, so caring and kind, E is for Enchanting, gift from above, Desirae, So Precious And So Loved.. |
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God's Little Ones
God makes little children he makes them every day and though he loves them dearly he gives them all away.
He gives each to an angel and says take baby down yo such and such a mother in such and such a town.
Or such and such a cottage in such and such a place He gives the angel with it a big soul full of grace.
God does so love those children it's all that he can do to let the angel take them but he loves the mother's too.
And so he saids I'll lend you this little one of mine the angel folds it's love about the gift divine.
The angel watches over the child day and night so glad to see that lovely soul all shining in God's light.
God makes so many children and every now and then he seems to want one specially we don't know why or when.
He whispers to it's angel bring the child back to me The angel sees a lovely sight that someday we may see.
It sees the souls of mother's and father's in God's light offering him tiny children whose souls are shining bright. God does so love those children who's souls are never dim and how he loves those parents who give them back to him.
Author... Unknown |
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ON A CHILD'S DEATH
All heaven was in mourning, The day that young man died, When he closed his eyes, they said, Ten thousand angels cried.
The angels shed their many tears, Because he was God's son, But there is a special sadness, When God takes the very young.
At times like that, I question God, Why let a child die? I cannot understand it, And I need to ask him why.
I, too, have heard the angels cry, I've heard them cry first hand, For I, too, gave up a child, And I've tried hard to understand.
Yes, I received God's comfort, Though I'm grateful, I want more, I want reasons, I want meaning, I am a parent who's heart-sore.
God can give, and God can take, I am well aware of this, But, why my baby - why my child? Why did God put her on his list?
Did I love my child too much? Was she too good for this old earth? Had her purpose here been filled? Was that why she was taken first?
I awake each day with questions, I fall asleep at night, the same, So many times I ask God why, I'm both saddened and ashamed.
But then, in reflective moments, When my prayers are most intense, One word keeps going through my mind, Patience - Patience - P atience.
Maybe now is not the time, To explain this great heartache, Even if I knew God's reason's, What difference would it make?
Can't I just be grateful , For any time we had? Accept God's action without question? Why is that so very bad?
What's my hurry - Why my pressure? Is my faith not strong enough? God will explain it when he's ready, Surely I can trust that much.
God understands my broken heart, He, too, gave up a Son, He knows the pain of one lost child, He weeps with me, and we are one.
Just as I talk to God each day, I talk to my precious child, I blow her kisses, and I say, "See you, honey, in a while."
Author....Virginia Ellis |
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