I will never touch you, feel your little cheek against mine. I won't watch you take your first step, or watch you fall asleep nestled at my breast. Their will be no laughter, tears or joy for me to see on your face. But my sweet child you will always be in my heart.



There will be no baby pictures, no scoldings for getting into things you shouldn't, you'll never know your spunky big sister. No walks down the lane or playing in the grass. But I will think of you always. I will imagine your first tooth, the color of your hair. I will watch you grow in my heart. I will see you walk for the first time, speak your first word and cry in defiance at me telling you no! When I walk along with Jessica I will imagine you walking beside us pulling on my hand to pick you up. You will never be forgotten Desiree. You see sweetheart you may be gone in body but not in spirit, that has never left. In my heart is where you went and in my heart is where you stay.



Sleep peacefully Desiree, Mama will see that beautiful face one day. God loves you, Daddy and Mama love you and Jessica will come to love and know about you to, in our hearts.

This was written March 8, 1994 in memory of my unborn baby (lost at 13 weeks). The name Desiree means Longed-for, and sweetheart I have longed for you many times, you were mean't to be an angel and an angel you are!

The picture you see in the background is the form of a baby at 13 weeks old! As you can see perfectly formed and very human. Desiree in ultrasound was perfect looking in everyway. Her little hands and feet were all there. Everything but the heartbeat, I will never forget that picture, it is forever engraved in my mind and heart. God bless you sweetie...I love you.

"You're a Special Little Spirit," the all great Master said, As he gently caressed the curly blond hair of the Little Spirit's head "You need to go to Earth to spend some time, you know, A place I send most Spirits to be tested, to learn, and grow." The Little Spirit, in sadness, slowly bowed her head, And from her eye a tear did steal and down her cheek it shed. "Don't you fret now little one, I won't let you stay too long, I'll bring you back to help me here, You'll hardly know that you've been gone. You're my choicest Little Spirit, you're the apple of my eye." And he wiped the tear and gently kissed His Little Spirit good-bye. "I'm back," the Little Spirit whispered, as she climbed onto her Master's knee, And the Master said, "I told you, you would not be long away from me." And then, the Lord, He noticed still another tear welled in her eye. "Why are you so sad, Little Spirit, whatever should make you cry?" "I'm glad I'm back," the Little Spirit said, "but Master you must surely know, When Your Angel came to get me, I did not want to go. I know You said You needed me, and that I'd be gone the shortest while, But Lord, couldn't I have had a little longer earthly trial?" The Master let the Little Spirit slip down from off His knee, He firmly took the little hand and said, "Come walk with Me." The Little Spirit and the Lord slowly walked hand in hand, As the Master explained her special part in the great and marvelous plan. "Now, Lord, I don't mean to argue, I understand that you needed me home. But I left in such a hurry, I left everyone hurting and so alone. I didn't let my earthly parents know how much I loved them so. I was too small to tell them Lord, how will they ever know? They feel they've been cheated, and in a way, so do I. Not getting to share any more than we did, how can I ever tell them why?" "Little Spirit, I know your heart is heavy with this message you need to share. But you need not worry anymore, I'll watch over your loved ones there. I'll send them loving comfort as a strong and helping hand. I'll contend and give peace to their aching hearts, so they will understand." The Little Spirit looked up at her Master and said "Thank You for explaining it to me. And could you please tell them that I'm safe and happy, and that someday They'll be here with me?" "Yes," said the Lord with a smile and a nod, I'll tell them all that I can." Then the others came to see the Little Spirit, as the Lord let go of her hand. He said, "I'll tell them that you're pure, as pure as Heaven's Gold, That I needed the warmth of your perfect soul to keep Heaven from getting cold"
Author unknown

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gently falling autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there; I did not die.
~Unknown