Dear Daddy A gift for you on Father's Day, What on earth could it be? I know the gift you really want, Is to once again, have me. Or perhaps the gift of understanding, To understand a senseless loss. I'm sorry, my dearest daddy, But for those gifts, you must talk to the boss. The gifts that I can give today, Are memories, both sad and sweet. From the touch of your hand on mommy's tummy, To my tiny little feet. Remember the joy you felt inside, When you found out that you'd be my daddy? The great big smile upon your face, You were over the moon, you were so happy. Remember when you felt me move, The wonder and love you'd feel? Remember it today daddy, It might just help you heal. Remember the little cuddles we had, And the moments that we shared? Remember my little hands and the color of my hair? I love you dearest daddy, you know that this is true. Just keep your memories of me alive, And I will always live in you. ~~Author Unknown

I lost my child today, People came to weep and cry, As I sat and stared, dry eyed. They struggled to find words to say, to try and make the pain go away. I walked the floor in disbelief, I lost my child today. I lost my child last month. Most of the people went away, some still call and some still stay. I wait to wake up fro this dream. This can't be real. I want to scream. Yet everything is locked inside, GOD help me, I want to die. I lost my child last month. I lost my child last year. Now people who had come, have gone. I sit and struggle all day long. To bear the pain so deep inside. And now my friends just question, "why?" Why does this mother not move on ? Just sits and sings the same old song. Good heavens, it has been so long. I lost my child last year. Time has not moved on for me. The numbness it had disappeared. my eyes have now cried many tears. I see the look upon your face, "She must move on and leave this place" Yet I am trapped right here in time, the songs the same, as is the rhyme, I LOST MY CHILD ....TODAY !!! Author Unknown

A Mother's Loss You entered my life unexpectedly, You left it just the same. At times I have to fight myself, From calling out your name. My heart feels so empty, My life so incomplete. The pain I feel inside right now, Nothing can compete. Thoughts of you consume my days, And tears well in my eyes. To think we'll never get the chance, To say a last goodbye. I miss you, my baby, terribly, Only a mother could feel my loss. I can only trust in God, For this burden I must cross. I know we'll be together, We'll see each other again. For now all I have is memories, To comfort me 'til then. So Jeremy, if your listening, There's something I want you to know. Your Mommy loves you dearly, And I miss you so!

Still Their Mothers We are the Mothers....that don't know how to act. We are the Mothers....that can't accept the fact. We are the Mothers....that feel the crushing pain. We are the Mothers....that sometimes feel insane. We are the Mothers....that feel lost and alone. We are the Mothers....that sometimes scream and moan. We are the Mothers....that are sad and sigh. We are the Mothers....that watch time pass by. We are the Mothers....that pace our home. We are the Mothers....that have thoughts that roam.  We are the Mothers....that remember their hugs and kiss. We are the Mothers....that their child they miss.  We are the Mothers....that have cried and cried. We are the Mothers....of a child that's died.  We are Still Their Mothers ~ Written by Judy Craig, Travis' mother ~

To a Child Gone: I thought I was ahead of you in line. You would take your turn After I took mine, Like we did before. I guess you don't need new shoes For starting Heaven, Or a light left on against the dark The way I always did. But I'm so used to parenting. I wanted just to be there-- To do whatever needed to be done. But you went first. And now, my little one, Suddenly you are my senior. Morning, I know, will come. But bring close your light-- This time it is I who fear the night. Author Unknown

Do Babies Grow Up In Heaven? Will I know my baby when we meet again? Will he have grown up, not be the infant that died in my arms? Will I recognize him, be able to find him among so many others? Or will he be a stranger to me, not knowing who I am,         or me knowing him? Do babies grow up in heaven? He never got his first tooth, or said his first words. No first shoes, no Santa, no first birthday cake. Will my son still be a baby when we meet again? Do babies grow up in heaven? Who sings him precious lullabies? Who holds him close and kisses him everyday? Who tells him constantly that they love him? Do babies grow up in heaven? When we next meet, will he know me? Will he want to know me? Will he be my son who died at three months, or a man, fully grown? Will I have the joy of being a mother to my son for all eternity? Do babies grow up in heaven? Will I be able to hold him, love him, sing lullabies to him? Will I be able to hold his tiny hand, or will it be a man's hand? Will I ever have the joy that only holding my son can bring? I need to know! In heaven, is my baby still a baby? Author Unknown...

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

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 any on Earth. This cord does it's work Right from the 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 away! Author Unknown

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