| **These poems were written by my mommy. Please do not take them without asking her. That would break her heart. Thanks, ~Dionna Rose~ |
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| ~She�s My Baby Too~ Friends always seem to ask �how�s your wife doing? It must be very hard on her� They never ask �How are you doing today?� Don�t they realize she�s my baby too. To be a man in grief-not allowed to cry is difficult. I am supposed to be strong and courageous But my heart�s breaking inside Because she�s my baby too. If I seem quiet, withdrawn, or angry don�t be upset. It is my way of grieving, coping, and trying to understand- Just give me a hug, a pat on the back, and ask �How are you today?� Instead of asking only how my wife is doing Because my baby died too. I hear my wife crying at night. I dry her tears but feel helpless because I can�t make everything alright Sometimes I need to cry also and pray that she could still be alive Because she�s my baby too. At times I hear my son cry out �why can�t my baby sister come back?� I try to explain to him so he�ll understand- She�s an Angel up in Heaven now watching over us. But even I can�t comprehend why she�s gone and not here with us. She�s my baby too. It�s very hard to know the future plans I had will never take hold. I won�t get to hear her laugh or cry, see her grow up- Never walk her down the aisle It�s a hard reality to face- My baby died too. God, until I get to see her again, Please hold her tight and make sure she�s alright Let her know I love and miss her Because she�s my baby too. Written by Tarra for her husband Rick forever parents of Dionna Rose Candelaria(12/28/2002) Born still-still loved |
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| ~Mama and Daddy~ Remember me with a smile for I am not gone-I live in your memories, heart, and in heaven-Every time you feel the wind or rain, I am there. Every time you see a rosebud, rainbow, or a star, I am there. I did not die too young because I lived my life, though to brief, within your womb and within your love and hearts. Many people live a lifetime and have not felt love like I have. I will never know pain or fear. To honor my memory, live your life in love-because in that love I live. Speak my name with kindness and a smile-remember me as a part of your family. I am an angel with wings learning how to fly. I am a rosebud in God�s garden. Don�t doubt that we will meet again and hold each other. Until that glorious day, close your eyes and watch me fly away with God. I am growing in heaven and waiting for you. Written by Tarra In loving memory of our beautiful daughter, ~Dionna Rose Candelaria~ Our forever Angel Baby Born still-still born |
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