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| I created this site for our angel Alexander Brianna who passed away on December 7, 2000 due to the condition Bilateral Renal Agenesis, also known as Potters Syndrome. |
~Remember Me~ To the living, I am gone To the sorrowful, I will never return To the angry, I was cheated But to the happy, I am at peace And to the faithful, I have never left I cannot speak, but I can listen So as you stand upon a shore Gazing at a beautiful sea, REMEMBER ME As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity, REMEMBER ME Unknown Author ~A Mother's Love~ I didn't have to look into your eyes to fall in love with you. I didn't have to hear your cry to know you loved me too. I didn't need to hold your hand to cherish you always. Within my womb, we shared our hearts. You touched my soul. You sweetened my spirit. You gave me memories I'll always hold dear. Yes, my heart aches since you departed too soon. But A MOTHER'S LOVE does not end with death. For you are my child Forever my love is yours. Kathy L Schmucher 5-2-91 ~My Mom is a Survivor~ My mom is a survivor, Or so I've heard it said. But I can hear her crying When all others are in bed I watch her lay awake at night And I go to hold her hand. She doesn't know I'm there to help her understand. But like the sands upon 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 open door I see tears flowing from her eyes. My mom tries to cope with my death To keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her Know its her way to survive. As I watch over my surviving mom Through heaven's open door... I try to tell her Angels protect me forevermore I know that doesn't help her... Or ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, talk to 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. Kayes Des'Ormeaux ~I Knew You For a Moment~ My precious little baby Your face I've never seen, Your skin I've never touched, Nor held you close to me. You lived inside my womb, But only for a little while, Til Jesus softly whispered, "Come Home My Little Child." You must have been special. If God needed you up there, Because heaven is a better home It's beauty can't compare. So till I get to heaven, And see your shining smile. Jesus will take care of you And love you, my child Yes, Jesus loves his little lambs, They sit on Jesus' lap dear child- Till mommy gets called home. Unknown Author ~Heaven's Child~ I knew you not my little one Your life was over before it begun My dreams for you will not come true I had not the chance to think pink or blue Your life within was so real So too, the love I have for you Heaven's Child you will be And to me... ...A most precious memory Elois Cole ~I Held an Angel in My Arms~ Some people only dream of angels. Their beauty and their grace. I am luckier than most, I've looked an angel in the face. Though he was only on this earth for a few moments, He was sent to us from Heaven above. A precious piece of Heaven. Created by God, with love. On Jesus' lap he's now resting safe from the earth's worldly harms. Though some people can only dream of angels, I'm blessed, I Held One In My Arms. Amber Turner ~Only the Best~ A heart of gold stopped beating, Two shining eyes at rest, God broke our hearts to prove, He only takes the best. God knows you had to leave us, But you did not go alone, For part of us went with you, The day He took you home. To some you are forgotten, To others just part of the past, But to us who loved and lost you, The memory will always last. Unknown Author ~If You Knew...~ If you knew where I am standing, If you could see the lights I see, If you could hear the angels sing eternally, If you knew the one I'm holding If you could see the smile He smiles at me, If you knew where I am resting, you would not cry for me. I know you're confused, about my leaving so soon, but I'll be with you again, maybe morning, night, or noon, so I'll save a place for you. Right beside the Crystal Sea, if you knew where my mansion's standing, you would not cry for me. I'm resting in the precious arms of Jesus, no other place would I rather be, So if you shed a tear, please don't shed it for me, if you knew where I am resting, you would not cry for me. Steve Perry ~Remembering~ Go ahead and mention my child, You know, the one that died, Don't worry about hurting me further. The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry, I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, Pretending he didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child Knowing that he has been missed. You asked me how I was doing, I say "pretty good" or "fine: But healing is something ongoing I feel it will take a lifetime. Elizabeth Dent ~Don't~ Don't tell me that you understand, Don't tell me that you know... Don't tell me that I will surely survive, How I will surely grow... Don't tell me this is just a test, That I am truly blessed... That I am chosen for the task, Apart from all the rest... Don't come at me with answers, That can only come from me... Don't tell me how my grief will pass, That I will soon be free... Don't stand in pious judgement, Of the bonds that I must untie... Don't tell me how to suffer, And don't tell me how to cry... My life is filled with selfishness, My pain is all I see.... But I need you, I need your love, Unconditionally... Accept me in my up's and down's, I need someone to share... Just hold my hand and let me cry, And say, My Friend, I care.... Unknown Author ~A Moment~ In our arms for a moment, In our hearts forever. This is the way it will always be, Until the day God says we can meet. And at the pearly gates of Heaven, Is where you will greet me. Diane Ferrell ~Our Child...~ Many say that this happened for a reason. This I have not quite figured out. What is the reason... Maybe there is no reason. Some say that it was meant to be. That it was already planned. Planned in the book of life. Maybe it was not meant to be. Many say that there will be another chance. A chance to try again. A chance to experience... Experience the miracle of life. We say we love and miss our son That the pain will never go away. The pain in our broken heart The pain we live with everyday. Diane Ferrell ~Click here to go back to my main page~ |
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