My Mom Is A Survivor
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
(By Kaye Des'Ormeaux
October 15, 1998
Dedicated to the mothers who have
lost a child & have somehow survived.)
When you wonder the meaning of life and love
Know that I am with you.
Close your eyes and feel me kissing you
In the gentle breeze across your cheek.
When you begin to doubt
that you shall ever see me again,
Quiet your mind and hear me.
I am in the whisper of the heavens
Speaking of your love.
When you lose your idenity,
When you question who you are,
and where you are going,
Open your heart and see me.
I am the twinkle in the stars
smiling down upon you,
Lighting the path for your journey.
When you awaken each morning
not remembering your dreams,
But feeling content and serene
Know that I am with you
Filling your nights with thoughts of me.
When you linger in the remnant pain,
Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar,
Think of me.
Know that I am with you
Touching you through shared tears
of a gentle friend
Easing the pain .
As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky
In that breathtaking brilliance,
awaken your spirit.
Think of our time together,
all too brief, but ever brilliant.
When you are certain of us together,
When you are certain of your destiny,
Know that God created that moment
in time, just for us.
I am with you always.
(c) 1997 by Joanne Cacciatore,
excerpt from 'Dear Cheyenne'
used with permission
My Angel In The Sky
My angel in the sky,
who comes to me in dreams at night.
You left me without a single word,
but when I close my eyes,
your voice is heard.
Telling me you'll be alright,
that you're not scared,
you're in the light.
And now whenever I need you near,
I close my eyes and you appear.
He's my angel in the sky,
who comes to me in dreams at night.
To let me know that he's alright,
he's with God,
he's in the light.
Mom, I dreamed of you last night.
You stretched out your arms and hugged me tight.
And just for a moment there it seemed
That your touch was real, not just a dream.
I had talked to God just hours before
And told Him "Lord, there is nothing more
That could satisfy or comfort me
Than for my mother's face to see."
God heard my prayer and through His grace
Mom, I looked upon your face.
I felt your hug, your love, your touch -
The very things I needed so much.
There is a void in my life still -
A place that no one else can fill.
But precious memories I have of you -
And I have God to lean on too.
So Mom, until that glorious day
We walk hand in hand in Heaven I'll pray
That once again through God's loving grace
I'll feel your touch and see your face.
(Clara Cavin Kleinpeter)
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path God has laid you see.
I took his hand when I heard Him call.
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day.
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that peace at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
then fill it with remembered joys.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
oh yes these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow.
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much.
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief.
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee.
God wanted me now; He set me free!
Precious Child Remembered
We know that you are hurting
We know just how you feel.
The pain deep inside your heart
You feel it can't be real.
We know what's going through your mind,
Thoughts that cloud it through the day.
We're on the road you're traveling now.
It can be handled, there's a way.
Don't fight the tears you're feeling,
You must just let them flow.
Speak of your child daily
To many people that you know.
Find others who can understand
They'll hold you as you cry.
The questions, we have all asked,
All the how's and every why.
We will always think of our child,
No one will have to say a word.
They will remain in our hearts
Our precious child remembered.
It's been over a year
Since the angels came
With their feathery wings
Calling your name
Up to the last moment
You laughed and you smiled
Seeing you there
Like a small fragile child
I saw the fear
That you tried to hide
In your eyes so brown
It could not be denied
You said you were ready
So just let you go
But how could I do it
When I loved you so
I tried to be brave
To do what was right
But giving you up
It cut like a knife
You drew your last breath
With no one around
I've felt so guilty
Did I let you down
I promised I'd be there
Holding your hand
You wouldn't be alone
I promised you Dan
But I had to go
Back to my home
Leaving you there
When I got the call
That said you were gone
I felt so alone
So guilty and wrong
I should have stayed
And been there with you
Making your last wishes
Somehow come true
The pain has been strong
Never going away
Hurting so bad
I wish I had stayed
But Heaven beckoned
And you answered the call
Walked in to the light
Standing so tall
You are so loved
And missed even more
I love you dear brother
You're the one I adore.
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To My Daughter
My daughter, if I could only say,
What my heart holds for you this day.
Sons are an extension of their fathers,
Daughters of their mothers.
My heart is filled with so much love for you.
For all that you are,
and each little thing you do.
My prayer for you, is that you may come to see,
All your hopes, your dreams come true
. . . whatever they may be.
You have meant more to me than you could ever know.
More than in a lifetime, I could ever show.
If I could take every word
ever written or said, or
Every beautiful painting,
song that was sung,
or poems read.
Put them altogether, they would still never say;
What you, my beautiful daughter,
mean to me this day.
As I sit here and look back over all the years,
Remembering, all your laughter and tears.
The first time, I held you in my arms,
And was captured by your beauty and charms.
We have had our differences, you and me,
But you have been my pride, my joy,
and will always be.
So as we both grow older, and gray streaks my hair,
I feel I must tell you just how much I care.
I love you with every fabric of my being!
A Message from Heaven
Hush now precious, please don't cry
There comes a time when we all die
Just take heed now that I'm at peace
And from my pain I have release.
I will always be watching over you
Our love will always be held true
Don't you weep now, don't you mourn
For my heart will then be torn.
Just remember the good times we shared
Knowing that we always cared
I've not gone away, we'll never part
As I will always be in your heart.
A letter from Heaven
My Dearest Family,
Some things I'd like to say
but first of all to let you know
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven
where I dwell with God above
where there's no more tears or
sadness, there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight,
remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on Earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone,
as for your dearest family
they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly
as part of My big plan,
there's so much that we have to do
to help our mortal man."
Then God gave me a list of things
He wished for me to do,
and foremost on that list of mine
is to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you
every day and week and year,
and when you're sad,
I'm standing there
to wipe away the tear.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the days chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth
and all those loving years,
because you're only human
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
it does relieve the pain,
but remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
of all that God has planned,
but if I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on Earth is o'er.
I am closer to you now
than I ever was before.
And to my very many friends,
trust God knows what is best.
I'm still not far away from you,
I'm just beyond the crest.
There are rocky roads ahead of you,
and many hills to climb,
but together we can do it
taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too,
that as you give unto the World
so the World will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who is in sorrow or in pain,
then you can say to God at night
my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented
that my life it was worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is down and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up
as on your way you go.
When you are walking
down the street
and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when you feel the gentle breeze
or the wind upon your face,
that's me giving you a great big hug
or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go
from that body to be free,
remember you're not going,
you are coming here to me,
And I will always love you
from that land way up above.
Will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends His Love
Signed, your son or daughter.
When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of His love.
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,
So He picks a rosebud,
before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but few
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children.
Angels are hard to find.
In The Light
A shadow of joy flickered; it is me.
I told you I wouldn't leave.
My spirit is with you.
My memories, my thoughts are
imbedded deep in your heart.
I still love you.
Do not for one moment think
that you have been abandoned.
I am in the Light.
In the corner, As you struggle to adjust without me,
in the hall,
the yard --
these are the places I stay with you.
My spirit rises every time you pray for me,
but my energy comes closer to you.
Love does not diminish,
it grows stronger.
I am the feather that finds you in the yard,
the dimmed light that grows brighter
in your mind,
I place our memories for you to see.
We lived in our special way,
a way that now has its focus changed.
I still crave your understanding and
long for the many words of prayer
and good fortune for my soul.
I am in the Light.
I watch silently.
Sometimes I summon up all the strength
of my new world
to make you notice me.
Impressed by your grief,
I try to impress my love
deeper into your consciousness.
As you should,
I call out to the Heavens for help.
You should know that the fountain of youth
My soul is now healthy.
Your love sends me new found energy.
I am adjusting to this new world.
I am with you and I am in the Light.
Please don't feel bad that you can't see me.
I am with you wherever you go.
I protect you,
just as you protected me so many times.
Talk to me and somehow I will
find a way to answer you.
Mother, father, son or daughter
it makes no difference.
Brother, sister, lover,
husband or wife, it makes no difference.
Whatever our connection-friend or even foe-
I see you with my new eyes.
I am learning to help wherever you are,
where ever I am needed.
This can be done because I am in the Light.
When you feel despair, reach out to me.
I will come.
Our love for you truly does
transcend from Heaven to Earth.
Finish your life with the enthusiasm and zest
that you had when we were together
in the physical sense.
You owe this to me, but more importantly,
you owe it to yourself.
Life continues for both of us.
I am with you because I love you
and I am in the Light.
Don't Mourn For Me
Mother, please don't mourn for me;
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side
each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free,
but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never wander out of your sight--
I'm the brightest star
on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach--
I'm the warm moist sand
when you're at the beach.
I'm the colorful leaves
when fall comes around,
And the pure white snow
that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers
of which you're so fond--
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I'm the first bright blossom
you'll see in the spring;
The first warm raindrop
that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light
when the sun starts to shine,
And you'll see
that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking
there's no one to love you,
You can talk to me
through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer
through the leaves on the trees,
And you'll feel my presence
in the soft summer breeeze.
I'm the hot salty tears
that flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams
that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on baby's face.
Just look for me, Mommy,
I'm everyplace !
God did not promise sun without rain,
light without darkness,
or joy without pain.
He only promised us strength for the day
when the darkness comes
and we lose our way.
For only through sorrow
do we grow more aware
that God is our refuge
in times of despair.
For when we are happy
and life's bright and fair,
we often forget
to kneel down in prayer.
But God seems much closer
and needed much more
when trouble and sorrow
stand outside our door.
For then we seek shelter
in His wondrous love
and we ask Him to send us
help from above.
And that is the reason
we know it is true
that bright, shining hours
and dark, sad ones, too,
Are part of the plan
God made for each one,
and all we can pray is, "Thy will be done!"
(Helen Steiner Rice)
An Angel Hug
Angels are ever all around us
And with love they do surround us.
When my heart is sore in need,
The Angels come my soul to feed.
They come to me from up above
and sing in whispers of Love.
When in my heart I feel a tug
I know that it's an Angels' hug.
Sometimes when a light
goes out in our life
and we are left in darkness
and do not know which way to go.
We must put our hand into the hand of God
and ask Him to lead us...
and if we let our life become a prayer
until we are strong enough
to stand under the weight
of our own thoughts again,
somehow even the most difficult
hours are bearable.
(Helen Steiner Rice)
Everyone has an angel in their life
A person they can truly count on.
It may not always be evident
But they are there
To care and to love
With no restrictions.
That angel is the one you trust
The one who means the world to you
That you can speak your mind and heart to.
At first, we may not realize
This presence in our life.
What could have been an accident
Might have been destiny.
Angels become a part of you,
a part of your life
Seeing your heart and soul
And though actions might not be so angelic
Their intentions usually are.
They don't ask for anything in return
And, for that, I'm grateful.
Because for all that angel has done for me
I'd forever in debt.
You always listened and cared
And gave me a shoulder to cry on ...
Angel, I love you.
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