Tuesday, November 29, 2011

New Tags 4 You




Just for you sweetie , We Love you and Miss You

Monday, November 28, 2011

Rain Fell, Flowers Bloom

When the rain fell, flowers bloom, the sun warmed the earth. The burning love that conceived you. A surge of emotions filled my body. A new life begun. Growing so fast inside me. ... Creating a bond that will never break. Memories that will last forever. My love for you no one could take. Wings instead of footprints You were a beautiful baby to beautiful for this earth. You had hair of snow ,your fathers nose,your mothers eyes, an a smile that lights up heaven. You were a speacial baby because you are our angel. Taken so soon You live today through me an your father Your always here held in my heart, the brightest star in the sky, the wind that tickles my nose. Not a day goes buy that I dont think of you. I still talk to you when no one can hear. I cry when no one can see. I still hold onto you while your slipping away. Trying to stay strong missing you everyday. I love you baby. Loved you yesterday Love you still Always had An I ALWAYS will. The day you slipped away I will forever be changed I miss you so much. Loss but not forgotten Rip Angel your in a better place sleeping on clouds where you have wings an can fly high.

Everyday I wonder

Everyday I wonder what it be like if you hadn't went away I miss you so much the pain never fades I think off you every single day To soon you slipped away leaving me asking why ... was it something I done or didnt do? Was it the hell that people put me though? Will I ever know... I cannot and will not let go... You run through my mind often Thoughts of how big you would have gotten Missing the touch I never felt Missing the memory of your first kick Missing the heart I couldnt hear beat Missing the sound of bitter batter baby feet Missing your birthday missing being your mommy... Your silent crys often keep me awake I wonder if you will come back to me So my dreams and hopes come reality You left me so lonely an empty womb with a heart torn in two I had so much planned I loved you more everyday Makes me sad that I couldnt hear you crys Comfort you in my arms Whisper goodnight I cannot and will not let go....

Poems I like alot












‎'Twas the Night Before Christmas" (For Bereaved Parents)'Twas the month befor...e Christmas and I dreaded the days,That I knew I was facing - the holiday craze.The stores were all filled with holiday lights,In hopes of drawing customers by day and by night.As others were making their holiday plans,My heart was breaking - I couldn't understand.I had lost my dear child a few years before,And I knew what my holiday had in store.When out of nowhere, there arose such a sound,I sprang to my feet and was looking around,Away to the window I flew like a flash,Tore open the shutters and threw up the sashThe sight that I saw took my breath away,And my tears turned to smiles in the light of the day.When what to my wondering eyes should appear,But a cluster of butterflies fluttering near.With beauty and grace they performed a dance,I knew in a moment this wasn't by chance.The hope that they gave me was a sign from above,That my child was still near me and that I was loved.The message they brought was my holiday gift,And I cried when I saw them in spite of myself.As I knelt closer to get a better view,One allowed me to pet it - as if it knew -That I needed the touch of its fragile wings,To help me get through the holiday scene.In the days that followed I carried the thought,Of the message the butterflies left in my heart -That no matter what happens or what days lie ahead,Our children are with us - they're not really dead.Yes, the message of the butterflies still rings in my ears,A message of hope - a message so dear.And I imagined they sang as they flew out of sight,"To all bereaved parents - We love you goodnight!"-By Faye McCord - TCF, Jackson, MS



I am wearing a pair of shoes.They are ugly shoes.Uncomfortable shoes.I hate my shoes.Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.Yet, I continue to wear them.I get funny looks wearing these shoes.They are looks of sympathy.I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.They never talk about my shoes.To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.There are many pairs in this world.Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.Some have learned how to walk in them so they don’t hurt quite as much.Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.No woman deserves to wear these shoes.Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.They have made me who I am.I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.Author unknown




Just Those Few WeeksFor just those few weeksI had you to myself.And that seems too short a timeto be changed so profoundly.In those few weeks,I came to know you...and to love you.You came to trust me with your life.Oh what a life I had planned for you!Just those few weeks...when I lost you,I lost a lifetime of hopes,plans, dreams and aspirations.A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.Just those few weeks...It wasn't enough time to convince othershow special and important you were.How odd, a truly unique person has recently diedand no one is mourning the passing.Just a mere few weeks.And no "normal" person would cry all nightOver a tiny unfinished baby,or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.No one would, so why am I??You were just those few weeks, my little one.You darted in and out of my life too quickly.But it seems that's all the time you neededto make my life richerand to give me a small glimpse of eternity.~S. Erling-->
Only some poems came from link below.
https://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=165487782116#!/Teen.Parents.of.Angels?sk=info












I miss you more than yesterday,
but no one understands.For you were not only my daughter,
you were my best friend.I cried a lot today,
yet no one needs to know.For the day I buried you,
I lost my heart and soul. Those words time heals all,
make me want to scream.Or that how are you doing,
What on earth does that mean?The pain of losing a child,
feels like a constant stab.Those that sincerely know,
are those who have.Today my heart breaks more,
than it did a month ago.In two it will be a year,
since we had to let you go.I did not have a choice,
nor was I asked how I would feel.Living in a life, that just
no longer seems real.For all those of you, that to me,
do not know what to say.I want you all to know,
that it is okay. To all of you out here,
that know this pain as well.How sorry I am for you,
words can never tell.So to all of you who have
ANGELS watching from above.Today I wish us some peace,
As I send you all my LOVE!...



Written by Tammy Craw copy rites 2011

What Makes A Mother?

what makes a mother?


I thought of youas I closed my eyes,and prayed to God today.I asked what makes a motherand I know I heard him say"a mother has a baby,this we know is true.""But God, can you be a motherwhen your baby's not with you?."


"Yes, you can" he replied,with confidence in his voice,"I give many women babies,when they leave is not their choice.Some I send for a lifetime,and others for a day,and some I send to feel your womb,but there's no need to stay."

"I just don't understandthis God. I want my baby here!"He took a breath and cleared histhroat. and then I saw a tear.

"I wish I could show youwhat your child is doing today,if you could see your child smile,with other children and say..""We go to earth to learn ourlessons of love and life and fear,my mommy loved me oh so much.

I got to come straight here!I feel so lucky to have a mom,who had so much love for me,I learned my lesson very quick,my mommy set me free.I miss my mommy oh so much,but I visit her each daywhen she goes to sleep onher pillows where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss hercheek and whisper in her ear,"Mommy don't be sad, I'm yourbaby. I'm still here.""So you see my dear sweet one,your children are ok,your babies are here in my home,and this is where they'll stay.They'll wait for you with meuntil your lesson is through.and on the day that you come homethey'll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a mother.it's the feeling in your heart.it's the love you had so much ofright from the very start.Though some on earthmay not realize you are a mother,until their time is done,they'll be up here with meone day and know you're the best one!"