Dear Parents....
I lived my span of life within your body
And within your love.
There are many who have lived long lives
And who have not been loved as me.
If you would honour me, then speak my name
And number me among your family.
If you would honour me
Then strive to live in love
For in that love, I live.
Never, ever doubt that we will meet again.
Until that happy day, I will grow with God
And wait for you.
By Christy Kennealy
.jpg)
A Lost Child, A Mother's Prayer
Lord, the child you formed within
my womb,
was taken suddenly from me..
and all that's left is emptyness
and questions running free.
I would've been a good mother,
I would've loved this child so
much...
I would have given all I have
for his precious tender touch.
I pray for strength and wisdom,
as I face these trying days..
Lord, help me understand the
truth,
and trust in all Your ways.
I may not know the reason
my child is not with me..
but I know He's safe in heaven,
with You, for eternity.
Please tell my child I love him,
and I'll see him in the sky...
I'll hold him close forever,
and sing him lullabyes.
No more tears or hardship,
no more pain to bear...
face to face I'll see him;
just tell him I'll be there.
Written by Jill Lemming
Sweet Heavenly Child
​
Tiny baby, in my heart,
I ache to hold you near...
before I even knew you,
I felt your presence here.
Inside my womb I kept you,
ever peaceful from the storm..
I knew that you were always safe
and I knew that you were warm.
I never thought I'd lose you
before I saw your face...
but I know that you are happy
and living in a better place.
God must have spared my baby
from some unknown tragedy..
I know He'd never be unkind
or bring hurt and pain to me.
The days ahead will try me
as I come to terms with grief...
but through it all, there's comfort,
and God is my relief.
He'll hold me in His arms awhile
and shelter me with care...
time will take away the pain,
but the love will still be there.
Written by: Jill Lemming
To My Grandson
Tomorrow's the day we lay you to rest.
Such sorrow and grief I feel.
We don't understand the meaning right now,
But someday in Heaven we will.
For God has a purpose in all our lives,
And you came for a reason, I know.
If just to be a little angel above,
To remind us to love each other so.
Please wrap your loving arms around
my daughter and her family.
For only You and time can heal
This unfortunate, sad tragedy.
I long to see and hold you some day
In Heaven when my life is done.
But for now, I grieve
and my family grieves
for our precious little baby grandson.
In loving memory, your Nana & Papa
Gabbard
God's Lent Child
I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine, God said.
For you to love the while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years or forty-two or three;
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and should his stay be
brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as a solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return;
But there are lessons taught below I want this child to learn.
I've looked the while world over in my search for teachers true;
And from the things that crowd life's lane, I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love? Nor think the labor vain?
Nor hate me when I come to take this lent child back again?
I fancied that I heard them say "Dear Lord, Thy will be done"
For all the joys thy child bring the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And all the happiness we've known forever grateful stay.
But should Thy Angels call for him much sooner than we've
planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.
Author Unknown.
Poems Page
Most of these poems are for parents that have lost a child.
My Dad is a Survivor
My dad is a survivor,
Or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear him crying
When all others are in bed.
I watch him lay awake at night
And go to hold his hand.
He doesn't know I'm with him.
to help him understand.
But like the sands upon the beach
That never wash away...
I watch over my surviving Dad,
Who thinks of me each day.
He wears a smile for others...
A smile of disguise.
But through heaven's open door
I see tears flowing from his eyes.
My Dad tries to cope with my death
To keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows him
Knows it's his way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving Dad
Through heaven's open door...
I try to tell him
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help him...
Or ease the burden he bears.
So if you get a chance, talk to him...
And show him that you care.
For no matter what he says..
No mater what he feels
My surviving Dad has a broken heart
That time won't ever heal.
By: Kaye Des'Ormeaux
To the Child in my Heart
O, precious, tiny sweet little one
You will always be to me
So perfect, pure, and innocent
Just as you were meant to be.
We dreamed of you and of your life
And all that it would be
We waited and longed for you to come
And join our family.
We never had the chance to play,
To laugh, to rock, to wiggle,
We long to hold you, touch you now
And listen to you giggle.
I'll always be your mother.
He'll aways be your dad.
You will always be our child,
The child that we had.
But now you're gone...but yet you're
here.
We'll sense you everywhere.
You are our sorrow and our joy.
There's love in every tear.
Just know our love goes deep and
strong.
We'll forget you never-
The child we had, but never had,
And yet will have forever.
Author: Carol Parrott
The Empty Womb
I carried you so lovingly,
within my gentle womb...
and little did I realize,
your life would end too soon.
I never got the chance to say
"I love you, little one"...
before I held you in my arms,
your life on earth was done.
The grief is indescribable,
to lose a child this way...
all the many hopes and dreams,
just vanished on that day.
I know I'll see the sunshine bright
upon my baby's face..
when I finally get to Heaven,
all my pain will be erased.
We'll soar the skies together,
as angels two by two,
we'll have a sweet reunion;
a mother's dream come true.
Written by: Jill Lemming
To my sweet little Dylan, my grandson
How we waited for the day
To come and visit you.
We longed to hold you in our arms
And rock and cradle you, too.
But when I got that dreadful call
My world was torn apart.
For then, I had heard what
happened.
I had such a broken heart.
You were such a beautiful baby;
So perfect, a little boy.
If only you could have lived,
You'd have given us so much joy.
But now you're gone to Heaven.
The Lord must have needed you.
We'll love you forever, Dylan.
Though our hearts are breaking in
two. A new grandson, I loved you so.
You'll be in our hearts forever.
I'll never forget you, sweet dear.
Love, your Nana and Papa Gabbard