A beautiful blonde boy, playing on the swings
He smiles and waves and points to show his mummy special things.
He doesn't notice the tears lying on his mummy's cheeks,
Or feel the pain inside her heart,
too deep for her to speak, and she thinks,

Oh what a beautiful baby. Oh, what a beautiful boy.
Thank you for him Jesus, you know he's my greatest joy.
And please don't think me selfish,
because I cannot stop the tears,
You see, I have two sons Lord,
and the other one's just as dear.

She calls that playtime's over, and that they have to go
His little mouth forms a pout and he quickly yells out, "no!"
He squeals and starts to run, and she plays the game with him
And all the time her heart is crying and thinking, deep within,

Oh what a beautiful baby. Oh, what a beautiful boy.
Thank you for him Jesus, you know he's my greatest joy.
And please don't think me selfish,
because I cannot stop the tears,
You see, I have two sons Lord,
and the other one's just as dear.

She longs to see two tousled heads
in the morning when she wakes,
She longs to hold them both in her arms
when they have their birthday cakes
She longs to tell all the passers-by
that stop to admire her son
Oh yes, he's a very precious child,
but he's not the only one.

Oh what a beautiful baby. Oh, what a beautiful boy.
Thank you for him Jesus, you know he's my greatest joy.
And please don't think me selfish,
because I cannot stop the tears,
You see, I have two sons Lord,
and the other one's just as dear.

She couldn't love him any more,
or her heart would burst in two.
But she lives her life in constant fear
that he will leave her too.
And she thinks to herself as she goes on
and deals with this long day
I'd give anything to see him kiss his baby brother, or watch them play.

Oh what a beautiful baby. Oh, what a beautiful boy.
Thank you for him Jesus, you know he's my greatest joy.
And please don't think me selfish,
because I cannot stop the tears,
You see, I have two sons Lord,
and the other one's just as dear.

Written By: Jessica (Jonathan's Mommy)

You never said I'm leaving.
You never said good-bye.
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why.
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried,
If love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone.
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home! 

Author Unknown 

I'm just a little feller,
Who didn't quite make it there;
I went straight to be with Jesus,
But I'm waiting for you here. 
Don't you fret about me Mummy,
I'm one of all God's lambs most blest;
I'd have loved to stay there with you,
But the Shepherd knows what's best. 
Many dwelling here where I live,
Waited years to enter in;
Struggled through a world of sorrow,
And there lives were marked with sin. 
So sweet Mummy don't you sorrow,
Wipe those tears and chase the gloom;
I went straight to Jesus' bosom,
From my lovely mothers' womb. 
Thank you for the life you gave me,
It was brief, but don't complain;
I have all of heavens glory,
Suffered none of earthlings' pain. 
Thank you for the name you gave me,
I'd have loved to brought it fame;
But if I'd lingered in earths shadows,
Might instead have brought it shame. 
Daddy gave me something for you,
It's our secret, Mummy dear;
Pressed tight against my forehead,
Whispered in my tiny ear. 
I'll be waiting for you Mummy,
You and Daddy, Brother and Sis;
I'll be with you then forever,
Then I'll give you Daddy's kiss. 

(Author Unknown)

I lost my child today.
People came to weep and cry,
as I just sat and stared, dry eyed.
They struggled to find words to say
to try and make the pain go away.
I walked the floor in disbelief,
I lost my child today.

I lost my child last month.
Most of the people went away,
some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream,
This can't be real, I want to scream.
Yet everything is locked inside.
God help me, I want to die.
I lost my child last month.

I lost my child last year.
Now people who had came, have gone.
I sit and struggle all day long
to bear the pain so deep inside.
And now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song.
Good heavens, it has been so long.
I lost my child last year.

Time has not moved on for me.
The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face.
"You must move on, and leave this place."
Yet, I am trapped right here in time,
The song's the same, as is the rhyme.
I lost my child....... today.....
by
Netta Wilson - - - 1996

As I peruse the aisles,
of the local store,
I see things more differently,
than I ever have before.

"Daddy's Little Angel",
the embroidered bibs do read.
But, Daddy's angel is in Heaven,
and bibs she does not need.

She does not need a bottle,
a dress or a toy.
Of buying those things for her,
we shall never know the joy.

There are tiny jars of baby food,
that she will never eat,
And shiny shoes with buckles,
that will never touch her feet.

As the bikes and trikes taunt me,
from high up on the rack,
Tears will break free from my eyes,
if I dare look back.

I run off to the restroom,
to blow my nose and cry.
I wipe my eyes, swallow hard,
and let out a sigh.

I must go face the paper,
college and wide rule,
That my little angel,
will never use in school.

I hurry past the greeting cards,
that the people chose with care,
And I am reminded,
of the holidays we shall not share.

In the checkout line I bow my head,
and heavy is my heart,
For the family right in front of me,
has a newborn in their cart.

Shopping in the local store,
used to be mundane.
Now every aisle's full of items,
which remind me of my pain.

So, quick as I can, I give the cashier,
the money from my purse,
And hurry away from those who don't know my pain,
in this foreignly happy universe.

Linda Vicory

Please don't mourn for me.
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near.
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.

My spirit is free, but I'll never depart.
As long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never wander out of your sight,
I'm the brightest star on a summer night.

I'll never be beyond your reach.
I'm the warm moist sand when your at the beach.
I'm the colourful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers of which your so fond,
the cool clear water in a quiet pond.

I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine
and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.

I'll whisper the answer through the leaves on the trees
and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep,
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me Mum, I'M EVERYPLACE!!!

Go ahead and mention my child,
The one who died, you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry,
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending she didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention Christina,
Knowing that she has been missed.
Remembering Christina brings only
joy to my heart, now she is in heaven.
You asked me how I am doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing.
I feel it will take a lifetime but
for now, we must be apart. 

Love always,
Denise

This special day upon us
A softness in the wind
Each angel up in heaven
With Halo now has grinned

For candle is now lighted
For precious ones who died
Whose home is with The Father
Whose standing right beside

Holding all so special
With gentle loving Hands
Like every parent held them
When they were on the land

Light a candle for them
On this their sweetest day
When candles lit by everyone
Will make a grand bouquet

Flames will gently flicker
With love the flame will rise
Upon the sweet and gentle
Halos in the skies

Eternally remembered
These sweet and gentle souls
Of every single parent
Who now you can console

Prayers goes up to heaven
With many tiny flames
Each one in remembrance
Of every special name

See how much we loved you
The flame will always glow
Within our hearts forever
Your memories will flow

As Christmas is upon us
Such angels standing by
Looking down from heaven
On this you can rely

They are right beside us
Showing all their love
Throwing kisses to us
With warmth from up above.

~ Francine Pucillo ~

I have an angel on my shoulder, she whispers in my ear 
Her voice is soft and gentle, and no one else can hear 
When I'm tired and lonely, It's comfort that she brings 
When I'm filled with happiness, I hear her laughter ring 
My angel's very close to me, I even know her name 
And although I cannot see her, I love her just the same 
She now has no more suffering, and gone is all the pain 
I believe in my heart, we'll someday meet again 
An angel's job is taxing, It's as hard as it can be 
I hope she doesn't get too tired, looking after me 
Yes, my angel's with me, from morning til the night 
I know as long as she is here, everything will be alright 
So when my days are over, I will not pass in fear 
I know my angel's waiting, to lead me home up there. 

by Nita Vincent

When your world is one little face,
One perfect, tiny foot
And that world dies;
Everything tiny and perfect in you
Dies too.

It lies beneath a desperation
That breathes when she doesn't;
Howls, where she can't cry;
And when the only thing that lets
You rise again in the morning

Is the memory of how her face
Looked so much like his;
And how it swelled your heart
To see it lying in the crook of your arm.
Then you know, and rage against knowing.

The time that cracks your pain,
That bids you eat, for a moment, without thinking,
Laugh, without remembering,
Wonder, without regret;
Lets her live, still.

Nicole

I've lost my baby daughter,
Though not misplaced.
I feel she's somewhere
Bound by neither time nor space.
Perhaps she sits before the Throne
With radiant face.
She could be dancing happily
Like little girls do
With golden taps beneath
Each precious little shoe.
I know she must love music,
So I'm sure it's true.
I'm grateful that in Heaven
She is healthy and strong
And that she's lulled to sleep each night
By Heaven's song,
But I wish I could hold her;
Is that terribly wrong?
I sang so often to her
While she was with me
And I will go on listening
For her harmony.
How sweet to know
I'll hear it In eternity.

Lisa L. Easterling

Such a tiny little angel was she
The day God called her home,
She now lives in Heaven above
The streets of gold forever to roam.

On her birthday today she has grow so much
Her tiny wings now larger as well,
Watched over by all the angels in glory
The stories of earthly love to her they do tell.

They tell her of the memories remaining on Earth
In the hearts of those she left behind,
Of how much her mommy misses her tender touch
She knows it will always be one of a kind.

Today as Danielle becomes three years old
She soars back to Earth to hold her mommy’s hand,
To put soft kisses upon her cheek
As tears flow down to soak into the sand.

Oh mommy, she cries, don’t be so sad
I am happy in Heaven above,
All the angels are taking such good care of me
This land is amazing because it is so filled with love.

One day we will be together again
Danielle whispers tenderly into her mommy’s ear,
When you are ready to claim your Heavenly home
I will join all the angels to welcome you here.

But for now dear sweet mommy of mine
On Earth with daddy you are destined to stay,
God told me you have lots more to do in your life
Before you can join us on that happy day.

Written for Sueann on Danielle’s 3rd birthday
By Jarrett’s mom
With inspiration by Angel Danielle
October 2003