| Location | Norton, Oh |
| Age | 0 |
| Cause of Death | Still Birth |
| Date of Birth | 02/05/2008 |
| Date of Death | 01/05/2008 |
| Visitors | 3,204 since 15/01/2009 |
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We Love You Baby Boy. We miss you so much.
"No words were ever spoken
No Time to say good buy
You were gone before we knew it
and only God knows why"
My Stillborn Baby Son
by Heather Pauwels of Calvary Chapel Perth
I once had a son who now lives with God above,
I never got to know him and I never knew his love,
I once had a son whose heart beat close to mine,
I never knew his beauty for I never got the time,
For my son he was taken before the dawn could break,
He's now sleeping in my heart where his share of love he takes.
When I see my children who now walk here by my side,
There's a sweet image of my son mirrored in their eyes,
When I see a rose bud dropped to the ground too soon,
It reminds me of my baby who was gone before he bloomed,
If God should stand before me and grant me one last wish,
I'd wish my baby in my arms to on his head bestow a kiss.
I know I have my children who to me are very dear,
But there's an empty place within my life for which I shed a tear,
So I question God each day as to why he couldn't stay,
Why my son was given to me then silently taken away,
But I know I have to be patient and wait till I go home,
Then within the grounds of God's heavenly home my son and I will roam.
a letter from heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, 'I welcome you.'
It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.'
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......'My day was not in vain.'
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me
Precious Child by Karen Taylor Good
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still
In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then
In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
♥___PERFECT LITTLE BUTTERFLY.......♥
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DID YOU SEE THE BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY FLUTTER RIGHT ON BY
IT WAS ONLY A TINY THING BUT IT FLEW RIGHT INTO THE SKY
THE BUTTERFLY WAS SO PERFECT FLYING ALL AROUND
IT LET ME SEE ITS PRETTY FACE WHEN IT LANDED ON THE GROUND
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THEN ONCE AGAIN IT FLEW AWAY INTO THE SKY SO BLUE
I AM SURE THAT TINY BUTTERFLY WAS BRINGING A MESSAGE FROM YOU
I KNOW THE SPIRIT OF THE ONES WE LOVE LIKE TO SHOW US THEY ARE NEAR
SO THE PERFECT TINY WHITE BUTTERFLY WAS MY ANGEL THAT IS CLEAR
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THANKYOU FOR LETTING ME SEE YOU I KNOW IT WAS ONLY FOR A LITTLE WHILE
BUT THAT PERFECT LITTLE BUTTERFLY REALLY MADE ME SMILE
ANOTHER GIFT FROM HEAVEN THAT OUR ANGELS ARE ABLE TO GIVE
THE BUTTERFLY RESEMBLES LOVE AND PURITY AND IT IS WHERE AN ANGELS SPIRIT CAN LIVE.......
copyright� Rosalind Roberts 2/3/2010
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from one mummy to another with love
"Born Asleep" - such a beautiful phrase,
always touches me to the core.
The broken cries of a mother's heart
when it just can't take anymore.
I open my heart, one mum to another,
so you never lose your hope,
That although it gets no easier,
I promise you'll learn to cope.
Remember your angel is sleeping
in a world much kinder than ours
And will always be there to hold your hand
Even in your darkest hours.
My own little angel will keep an eye,
and play with yours in their park.
But YOU must find your love and strength,
and feed your own little spark.
You'll never be alone my friend,
I will always understand.
If the tides loom up to swallow you,
just reach out and grab my hand.
I'm really sorry for your loss and I know no amount of time makes it easier. Just hold on to the fact he's in a better place looking down on you with all his love.
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Thinking of you and your little Angel
Baby Glenn is such a beautiful little boy, my heart aches for your loss....
Love & Hugs,
AngelMom Brenda
http://www.geocities.com/scottatteberry/index.html
Til we hold them in our arms again, we will hold them in our hearts
My Very Special Mum
My Mum is a survivor,
Or so I've heard it said.
But I can 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 doesn't know I'm with her,
To help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach,
That never wash away...
I watch over my surviving Mum,
Who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
A smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see,
Tears flowing from her eyes.
My Mum 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 Mum,
Through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels,
Protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't 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 Mum has a broken heart,
That time won't ever heal.
Special Angel Day - by Sam & Gordon Winson
We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds.
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find.
Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache,
And often a silent tear.
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.
If tears would make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.
We hold you close within our hearts;
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.
Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
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