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A Motherís Tribute

My daughter Chantel became an angel
On a Wednesday afternoon in nineteen ninety-eight
Since then my life has been pure hell
But I will see her again; Iíll just have to wait.

I shall never forget that sad afternoon,
I received a horrific telephone call.
From the moment I answered the phone,
My life has never been the same at all.

It took me forever to accept what
I knew that I could not believe.
I became a mother going through motions,
Now for my beautiful child I must grieve.

No one could tell me how to live my life,
When my precious girl was gone.
Iíd never see her smiling face again.
Oh, the days are hard and the nights are long.

Iíd never again hear her beautiful laughter,
Or tell her how much she was loved.
Oh, I live without my dear precious Chan
Who now lives in the Heavenís above.

Oh every time the door opens or the phone rings,
I pray itís an end to this nightmare!
I just wish that my Chan could come home
Spreading her love and charm everywhere!

Oh yes, she was loved by everyone she knew,
No one was a stranger that she ever met.
She would do about anything to help others,
A face of friendship sheíd never forget.

She has a personality to win anyoneís heart.
Oh Iíve heard so many people say.
She touched the lives of those she met in life
As she made friends all along the way.
Yes, she was a special and precious girl,
Who touches my heart in her special way. For she knows that I will never be whole again
For a part of me left with her that day.

As I think of her this moment,
As I do every waking day,
I long for that part of me to hear her voice
And hug her in a Momís own way.

But I know that Iíll see her again,
When I cross over into the Promise land.
And weíll have a wonderful reunion,
Walking together hand in hand.

But until that days comes, I will try
To survive this horrible nightmare,
And create a page for others to know
A Motherís tribute to you I share.
Author Unknown

My Angel, My Angel

My Angel, My Angel
Why have you gone?
I needed you here
For all the new dawns.

You loved to laugh
You hid your pain.
I loved to be with you,
But to no gain.

When I next see you
Iíll not refrain.
From holding you close
and never let go again...
Author Unknown

Angel Girl

On the day that you were born
and I held you in my arms
I vowed to love you, care for you,
and keep you from harm
You were an angel sent to me from Heaven up above
A beautiful little girl to cherish and to love.
As days turned into months
and months turned to years
We soon realized how special you were,
all joy and so dear
You were loved and adored for your endearing ways
family and friends noticed
and always had nice things to say
You were so kind, and so caring, loving and sweet
it didn't take long to realize
a friend like you was a treat
Your time here with us was a blessing for sure
So helpful, carefree, your love was so pure
As a daughter, a sister, grand-daughter and niece
Our love for you is forever and will never cease
We all love you and miss you and pray you are near
That you are happy and joyful at peace,
no more tears,
When God called you home to Heaven up high
I wondered and questioned
and couldn't help but ask why?
But I have to believe that God knows what is best
We need to trust Him
and praise Him and leave Him the rest.
At times, this is difficult for human we are
But He promises never to forsake us,
to be close, never far
I am counting the days until we are together again
To hold you, and kiss you,
Eternal Life with no end!!!!
I love you, baby
Author Unknown

My Beautiful Daughter

Once upon a time
a beautiful daughter was born unto me,
She brought so much joy and love
till her death at age seventeen.

My heart remains so heavy
since that day when she died,
I know itís weighted with more tears
that I have yet to cry.

Outwardly, Iím moving along;
you say, ďthatís good to seeĒ.
But you donít know about the quiet times
when Iím alone with me.

I think about her passing,
how Iíll never be the same
Sorrow is a part of my life,
it enters daily as I whisper Chanís name.

Oh yes, I smile, I laugh,
and I go to work each day
As I carry on with my life
in a faÁade kind of way.

For behind my outward appearance,
way down deep inside my soul
Is the pain thatís with me always,
for the child I long to hold.

One day passes another, the years will continue on
Iíve had days of joy and laughter,
but in my silence itís her I reflect on.

Iím not the ďmeĒ that I once knew,
I changed two years ago,
When life showed me the suffering
and pain no one should ever know.

Yes, once upon a time,
a beautiful daughter was born unto me,
And I thought Iíd live happily ever after,
but I canít

For what I want most can never, ever be.
Author Unknown


Our little girl has left us
And now her spiritís free
Just like a little butterfly
Sheís flown away from me.

Just where sheís gone I do not know
But what sheís left behind
Iíll treasure Ďtil my final days
In archives in my mind.

Her contribution touched the hearts
Of many whom she met
In a special unique way
A way they canít forget.

Our dear Chantel, who came to us
To teach us how to love
Has done her task so off sheís gone
Back to her place above.

I feel so sad that she has gone
But feel relieved as well
Sheís free from her helpless cocoon
As far as I can tell.

I give my thanks for what she brought
Iíve grown a lot since then
And may this heartache slowly die
And let me live again.
Author Unknown

My Sunshine

Memories of you blur in my mind
And in my life Iím struggling to find
The answers to questions Iím trying to face
While dreaming of you in that heavenly place.
I know youíre at peace, I know youíre at ease
I just long to hold you or drift away on a breeze.
Together at last for now and always
I know it canít be, but with you my heart stays.
So until that day we shall meet again
Iíll be thinking of you and loving without end.
Your soul is eternal, so giving, so free
But oh how I wish you were just here with me.
I pray so that God will uncover my eyes
And bless me to be with you in the skies.
For now Iíll remain on this lifeís broken path
Enduring this trial of the bitter aftermath.
Each day turns to months, months into years
The world keeps on turning
and wonít stop for my tears.
Oh cherished angel in heaven above
Donít cry for me as I feel your sweet love.
For all that youíve given, will not go to waste
Iíve learned much from your parting,
fears we must face.
Yes, I am your mother, though not be your side
We are together like the moon to the tide.
And you are my sunshine, Sweet, Sweet Chan,
Never leaving my heart, never, ever can.
Love You Forever, Mom
Author Unknown

My Mom Is A Survivor

My Mom is a survivor, or so Iíve heard it said,
But I 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 doesnít know Iím 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 Heavenís 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 Heavenís open door,
I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more.
But I know that doesnít 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 wonít ever heal!
Kaye Des'Ormeaux©

Our Gift From God

Two weeks before Christmas is when she arrived,
A beautiful baby girl, with deep green eyes.
She was Mom and Dadís first child, tender and true,
The first grandchild for Grandma
and Pa Pa Plante too.

We all fell in love at the very first site,
Of that precious baby with eyes so bright.
Thatís our little ďChantel NicoleĒ, her Daddy said,
As he kissed the top of her beautiful head.

The toddler years went by fast, it seemed,
Growing into a young lady, with eyes that beamed.
She was a special little girl, with a heart so kind,
But boy, did she have a strong, wilful mind!

Smart and pretty, tried and true,
She loved her family, and her friends too.
Before we knew it, she was seventeen years old,
A beautiful girl, with a heart of gold.

She fought with the anorexia monster in her head,
Little did we know, she soon would be dead.
On September 23, 1998 He called her home,
Never more this earth to roam.

Her Angel Grandma was sent to escort her there,
So she would not be alone or scared.
They are flying high, their spirits are free,
They are always watching over me.

Chan, we love you and miss you so,
Youíre safe in His arms as He holds you close.
You were always an Angel, since your birth,
You are still an angel, but no longer on earth.

Keep doing the work He called you to do,
Weíll all be together again, when the time is true.
Author Unknown

An Elephant In The Room

There's an elephant in the room
It is large and squatting,
so it's hard to get around it.
Yet we squeeze by with
"How are you?" and "I'm fine."
And a thousand other forms of trivial chatter
We talk about the weather
We talk about work
We talk about everything else...
Except the elephant We all know it's there
We are thinking about the elephant as we talk.
It is constantly on our minds.
For you see, it is a very big elephant.
But we do not talk about the elephant in the room.
Oh, please say Chan's name!
Oh, please let's talk about the elephant!
For if we talk about her death
We can talk about her life.
Can I say her name and you not look away?
For if I cannot, you are leaving me... a room...with an elephant.
Author Unknown

A wife who loses a husband
Is called a widow
A husband who loses a wife
Is called a widower
A child who loses his parents
Is called an orphan
There is no word for a
Parent who has lost a child.
That is how awful the loss is!
Author Unknown

Please visit Chantel's page of poems
about Anorexia

Poems written by Chan about Anorexia.

Visitors, please note that some of the poems on
this page do not have the authors credit. Please
email the webpage creator, Sonya,
if you recognize ANY of them. Thanks!

This page is dedicated to the family
of Chantel Plante.
This page designed by Sonya Pace
-All Rights Reserved.

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