~ The Mention of Her Name ~
The mention of my child's name
may bring tears to my eyes,
but never fails to bring music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
let me hear the beautiful music of her name.
It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul.
Authour Unknown
~ Memories ~
If we could have a lifetime wish,
a dream that would come true...
we'd pray to God with all our hearts
for yesterday and you.
A thousand words can't bring you back
I know because we've tried...
neither will a thousand tears
We know because we've cried.
You left behind you broken hearts
and happy memories too...
but we never wanted memories,
We only wanted you.
Authour Unknown
~ Rise Up Slowly, Angel ~
Rise up, slowly, Angel,
I cannot let you go.
Just drift softly midst the faces,
in sorrow now bent low.
Ease the searing anger
born in harsh unyielding truth,
that death could steal my loved one
from the glowing blush of youth.
Rise up, slowly, Angel.
do not leave me here alone,
where the warmth of mortal essence
lies replaced by cold, hard stone.
Speak to me in breezes
whispered through the drying leaves,
and caress my brow with raindrops
filtered by the sheltering trees.
Rise up, slowly, Angel,
for I cannot hear the song
which calls you through the shadows
into the light beyond.
Wrap me in your downy cape
of sunshine, warm with love,
and kiss a tear-stained mother's face
with moonlight from above.
Then wait for me at sunset,
beside the lily pond,
and guide me safely homeward
to your world, which lies beyond.
Just spread your wings ^i^ and take me
in reunion's sweet embrace,
and we shall soar, together,
to a different time and place.
Authour Unknown
~ Footprints Across Our Hearts ~
The door is closed. The lights turned off.
The closet stands bare.
All the room once waiting...
for the child that should be there.
Sorrow wells up inside us.
Our tears, and endless flow.
All because we miss the child...
the child we we'll never know
No camping trips, No soccer games.
Nor late evening talks.
No baseball camps or shopping trips,
no shaded mountain walks.
We have not even memories
to help through times like these.
We only have each other,
as we go down on our knees...
To plead with you, our Father,
to take this pain away...
To help us know your love
will guide us through each day.
We may never know the reasons
for this terrible tragedy;
But we can know you love us
through all life's mysteries.
Our time was far too brief;
it was over before its start...
But our little angel left behind
Footprints Across Our Heart
W. Patrick Queen
~ Don't Tell Me That You Understand ~
Don't tell me that you understand,
don't tell me that you know.
Don't tell me that I will survive,
how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me this is just a test,
that I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for the task,
apart from all the rest.
Don't come at me with answers
that can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
that I will soon be free.
Don't stand in pious judgment
of the bonds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to grieve,
don't tell me when to cry.
My life is filled with selfishness,
my pain is all I see,
But I need you and your love...
Unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
and say, "My friend, I care."
Author Unknown
This scripture reminds me daily that one sweet day we will be reunited with our daughter, Lauren, forever...
So with you: Now is your time of grief, but I
will see you again and you will rejoice, and no one will take away your joy.
John 16:22
  
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