| Poetry for Joe. |
| The following are a selection of poems written by me following Joe's passing. They are an expression of how I was feeling that particular day. |
| For Joe |
| Our precious Baby Joseph we loved you from the start. And little did we know that you had a poorly heart. |
| For five short weeks we held you so innocent and good. We cherished and we loved you as any parents would. |
| And now that you have left us we will miss you every day. And the next time that we see you together we will stay. |
| Help. |
| Help me I am hurting I don't know what to do. I feel the world around me is hazy and confused. |
| What day is it today and what things have I done and what about tomorrow will it even come. |
| Yesterday is long gone it seems so far away and all I really want now is my baby back to stay. |
| Ask Me. |
| Why do you look Why do you stare Do you see the pain I bare. |
| What do you say What do you see When you walk along past me. |
| Ring my phone Ring my bell If you ask me I will tell. |
| He was here He did arrive But sadly yes my baby died. |
| I Can't. |
| I wake up in the morning one thought goes through my head. I'll check upon my baby I can't my baby's dead. |
| I go and have my breakfast I get the children fed. and now I'll feed my baby I can't my baby's dead. |
| I wonder round the toy shop I see a big brown ted. I'll buy that for my baby I can't my baby's dead. |
| It's been years since I last saw you How's things with you, you said. I'd boast about my baby but I can't my baby's dead. |
| Dinner's nearly ready put your toys back in the shed. And then I'll bath the baby I can't my baby's dead. |
| The children are asleep now that book that we just read. I'll read it to my baby I can't my baby's dead. |
| I've changed into my nightshirt I'm going up to bed. I'll dream of my sweet baby because my baby's dead. |
| A Place For You. |
| No matter what I think or do there's a place that's just for you, my precious son so pure and sweet whom I waited months to greet. |
| When I lay my head to sleep my thoughts they give a sudden leap, to all the moments that we had to have these memories I'm glad. |
| But when I think of you as gone I feel a pain, a hurt so strong, I want to hold you in my arms and shelter you from all lifes harms. |
| I long to see your tiny face and let you feel my warm embrace, I long to kiss your tiny nose and stroke your legs, your feet, Your toes. |
| I want to show you all lives joys I want to see you play with toys, first words, first steps, first Christmas Day, first tooth, first laugh, first school play. |
| Despite my love you had to go but there is one thing that I know' We'll never really be apart for you are always in my heart. |
| The following poem was written for us by the minister who officiated Joe's funeral. She is an amazing lady and we will always be grateful to her. |
| Untitled. |
| We made our preparations We loved you from the start From the moment we conceived you Your hands, your feet, your heart. |
| For the few short weeks we held you We were extremely glad We felt the bond between us Your loving Mum and Dad. |
| You now are on the journey You have gone on that big train Where wings will come on magic box And give you peace again. |
| You'll always be our baby And we are so glad we met You'll always be remembered We never will forget. |
| Although you are not with us And our dreams for you are gone We want to tell you Joe Our love for you lives on. |
| The final poem on this page will be familiar I'm sure. Instead of singing a Hymn during the funeral service we sung the following nursery rhyme. |
| Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. |
| Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! |
| When the blazing sun is gone, When he nothing shines upon, Then you show your little light, Twinkle, twinkle, all the night. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! |
| Then the traveller in the dark Thanks you for your tiny spark; He could not see which way to go, If you did not twinkle so. Twinkle , twinkle little star, How I wonder what you are! |
| If you wish to use the poems that I composed myself on a web page of your own I would appreciate a link. Please do not take the poem written for us by the minister as this was a personal gift to us which I have placed here for others to read only. |
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