Time can never erase
The memory of your face
Nor the passage of the years,
Stem the volume of my tears.
You are with me for always,
In my heart throughout all days;
Then in my dreams nightly,
Your star shines ever so brightly.
I want your spirit to remain,
Inside of me, despite the pain.
To forget you would be a curse,
Because no memories would be much worse.
You were born a part of me,
Now you live within the heart of me;
Forever precious, forever young,
My beautiful darling little ones.
Jacquelyn M. Comeaux
copyright 1999
to use your beautiful poem. Clicking on any picture will take you to Jackie's beautiful page.
Netta
Mar 5 1968 ~ Sept 6 1970
lost her third child.
Sunrise ~ Feb 4 1971
Sunset ~ May 29 2000
God sends His ~ Little Angels ~ in many forms and guises.
They come as lovely miracles the God alone devises...
For He does nothing without purpose, everything's a perfect plan,
To fulfill in bounteous measure all He ever promised man.
For every ~Little Angel ~ with body bent and broken,
Or a little mind retarded or little words unspoken,
Is just God's way of trying to reach and touch a hand
Of all who do not know Him and cannot understand,
That often through an angel whose "wings will never fly"
The Lord is pointing out the way to His eternal sky,
Where there will be no handicaps of body, soul and mind,
And where all limitations will be dropped and left behind....
So accept these ~Little Angels ~ as gifts from God above
And thank Him for this lesson
In Faith, and Hope, and Love.
Author Unknown