The lily only lasts a day, but God creates it anyway.

All that work to make a flower.

Then its gone, it;s had its hour.

Even though our baby died,

She is still precious in God�s eyes.

Our baby came only to make her mark.

She changed our lives

And touched our hearts.

Upon her death to Heaven she soared.

Here for a moment,

Now with the Lord

A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove,
He only takes the best.
God know you had to leave us,
but you did not go alone,
for part of us went with you,
that 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.

Anonymous

The Cord

We are connected,
My child and I,
By an invisible cord.
Not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord,
That connects us 'til birth.
This cord can't be seen,
by anyone on Earth.
This cord does its work,
Right fromt he start.
It binds us together,
Attached to my heart.
I know that it's there.
Though no one can see,
The invisible cord,
from my child to me.
The strength of this cord,
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed,
It can't be denied.
It's stronger than any cord,
Man could create.
It withstands the test,
Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there,
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart.
I am bruised...I am sore.
But this cord is my lifeline,
As never before.
I am thankful that God,
connects us this way.
A mother and child,
Death can't take it way.

Unknown
 

A Rosebud

When God calls little children to dwell with Him above,
We mortals often question the wisdom of his lvoe.
For no heartache compares with the death of one small child,
Who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold,
And so He picks a Rosebud before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
And so he takes but a few,
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult,
Still somehow we must try,
For the saddest word mankind knows will always be
"goodbye"
So, when a little child departs,
We who are left behind,
Must realize how much God loves children,
For little Angels are hard to find.

Unknown
 

Special Angel

There's a Special Angel in Heaven
That is a part of me.
It is not where I wanted her
But where God wanted her to be.
She was here but just a moment
Like a night time shooting star.
And though she is in Heaven
She isn't very far.
She touched the lives of many
Like only and Angel can do.
I would've held her every minute
If the end I only knew.
So I send this special message
To the Heavens up above.
Please take care of my Angel
And send her all my Love.

Author Unknown

I am with you...
Whenever you are feeling sad or kind of "Baby Blue"
Remember that you're not alone, I'll always be with you.
Although I know it makes you sad that I had to depart,
As long as there is love, I'll be living in your heart.
Whenever you remember me with happiness and love,
The angels sing me lullabies in heaven up above.
And though you cannot hold me or brush and comb my hair,
Don't doubt for a moment that I am still right there.
For I am with you always, in the shadows of your mind,
And if you look around you, it's me that you will find.
I'm the one that pulls your heartsrings when you hear a
baby's cry,

I'm the one that lifts your spirits on wings of a butterfly.
I'm the one who blows you kisses on a warm summer breeze,
I'm the one who whispers in your ears in the sighing of the trees.

It's me that you hear laughing in a bubbly mountain brook,
Yes, I am all around you, if only you will look.

Author Unknown

Think Before You Speak

Dear friend, today you broke my heart,
In a place that was unbroken.
You did it with your thoughtless words
That should not have been spoken.
You know that I am grieving;
Thay my pain is deep and real.
Your hurtful words pierced like a knife
How do you think I feel?
You may not suffer from my loss
Or share this lonely grief;
But I'm mourning my baby,
Who's life was much to brief.
I'm sure that you don't know how I feel,
I don't expect you to.
Don't ask me to get over it...
That's something I can't do.
Without grief, there's no healing.
It's a journey I must make.
It's not the path that I would choose,
But the one I'm forced to take.
No matter how you choose to see
What I am going through,
I need compassion and support...
I'd do the same for you.

Written by Gwen Flowers
For her Angels Hannah, Skylar and Jordan