This site in memory of our beautiful baby girls
Laila Brooke & Jaida Lynn - Born March 6th, 2006
God's Tiniest Angels
There was a meeting up in Heaven and the angels gathered round.
God spoke, "They will soon be coming. Let the trumpets sound.
Make way for my tiniest angels," God said, for they are almost here.
Watch over them; I must go now, and help dry their mothers' tears."
And so God went to His special place to hear the mothers pray,
Tears fell from His eyes as He listened to what they had to say.
The prayers were very different yet seemed to blend into one:
"You have my tiny angel, God, but my crying has just begun."
"I'm human and I'm weak, God, and I don't know what to do,
I need your love and strength, and your help to get me through.
Please allow me one more thing before I say 'Amen' and go,
I need to speak to my babies now, so my love they will always know.
God gathered the tiniest angels in His arms so they could hear
Their earthly mothers speaking from their hearts, and through their tears.
From God's eyes as well as the angels' tears began to leak,
And the trumpets sounded in Heaven, as the mothers began to speak.
"I can't hold you, I can't see you, or count fingers and count toes,
Nor wrap you in a blanket, and kiss your little nose.
I'll never feel your heartbeat as you lie against my chest,
But to question would be wrong, for God always does know best."
"I'll never hear 'I love you,' or 'mommy read to me.'
It hurts so much to want you, knowing you weren't meant to be.
Although you were taken from me you will always feel my love.
I know God will allow that in His kingdom up above."
"Don't be afraid my little ones, for you are in a special place.
And don't worry about me; God will dry the tears upon my face.
He needed more tiny angels but we are never far apart.
You're not in my arms, my little ones, but you're forever in my heart."
Then God spoke to the tiny angels and dried each little tear.
"Your mother isn't with us now, but soon she will be here.
And when you reunite with her for all of Heaven to see,
She will hold you close and love you throughout eternity."
By Millie Hutton, copyright 2003
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today
I asked "What makes a Mother?"
And I know I heard Him say.
"A Mother has a baby"
This we know is true
"But God can you be a Mother,
When 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 the day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay."
"I just don't understand this God
I want my baby to be here."
He took a deep breath and cleared His throat,
And then I saw the tear.
"I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child's smile,
With all the other children and say...
'We go to Earth to learn our lessons,
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 lessons very quickly,
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much,
But I visit her every day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow's where I lay
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear.
Mommy don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I'm here.'
"So you see my dear sweet ones,
your children are okay.
Your babies are born here in My home,
And this is where they'll stay.
They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lesson's through.
And on the day that you come home
they'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 of
Right from the very start
Though some on earth may not realize,
you are a Mother.
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day
and know that you are the best one!"
Oh Mother, My mother
I touch your tears
Invisible fingers
Soothing your skin
I know you think of me so often
In the day, in the night
In your dreams
Going into an empty nursery
Knowing I’ll never be there
But I am…. In your heart
In your soul, I shall always be
For you gave so unselfishly
Of yourself.
Inside of you, you created
Such a world for me
A world of laughter, of love
Of sadness, of sorrow
Every emotion people come to know
You shared with me.
And even though I may never
Feel your arms around me
I felt your heart beating,
Like a lullaby, singing me to sleep
And your spirit giving me a safe haven
Already protecting me
Nurturing me
Preparing me of things to come,
But sometimes the journey
Of life pulls us apart
And yes, I had to go on
To another place.
I wish I could stay
I wish this was a decision
I could make
And I know you do too.
Know this wherever you are:
I will always remember
That yours was the first love
The first joy, the first soul
I will ever know
You gave me the courage to
Go on in my journey
I hope I can do the same
For you
Your heart beat will always
Call me to you
A kiss to you on this day,
a hug from us to you.
We know that you are sad sometimes,
We know that you are blue.
Please wipe away that tear,
and put on a happy face.
For we are with God in Heaven now,
and oh, Daddy, what a wonderful place!
God gave us wings so we could fly,
they are white with a hint of blue.
We are big girls Daddy, with these wings of ours
they carry us down to visit you.
God is teaching us how to catch your prayers,
prayers that come as wishes.
Your wish is the same everyday,
a wish that we could have stayed.
We have a prayer for you now Daddy,
We pray that you will hear.
God needed us here with Him,
We have no pain or fear.
For we are Angels now you see,
We watch over you each night and day.
A little piece of Heaven on earth,
guiding you on your way.
We come to tuck you in each night,
as you wanted to do with us.
We hear your prayers and kiss your cheek,
and then we watch you dream.
Before we leave you and go back home,
we look at you and sigh.
And as we fly back to Heaven
we sing you a lull-a-bye.
A kiss to you on this Day,
a hug from us to you.
We love you Daddy, please don't cry,
you'll get to hold us soon.
God looked around His Garden
And found an empty place
He then looked down upon His Earth
And saw your loving face.
He saw your path was difficult
And He closed your weary eyes.
He whispered to you “Peace be Thine”
And gave you wings to fly.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
On the day God called you home
Fly, fly little wings
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven’s love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain and fly again.
Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forever more
But hold this memory bittersweet
Until we meet.
Fly, fly, do not fear
Don’t waste a breath, don’t shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don’t wait for me
Above the universe you’ll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won’t forget
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away the time is right
Go now, find the light.
The Shopping Trip
Linda Vicory
As I persue 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.
In the rising of the sun
and in it's going down,
We remember them
In the blowing of the wind
and in the chill of the water,
We remember them
In the opening of the buds
and in the rebirth of spring,
We remember them
In the blueness of the sky
and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them
In the rustling of leaves
and in the beauty of autumn,
We remember them
In the beginning of the year
and when it ends,
We remember them
When we are weary
and in need of strength,
We remember them
When we are lost
and sick at heart,
We remember them
When we have joys
and we yearn to share,
We remember them
And especially as we gather
together today,
We remember them
As long as we live,
they too shall live.
We remember them
We thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday,
and days before that too.
We think of you in silence,
we often speak your name;
All we have now are memories,
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake,
with which we will never part;
God has you in his keep,
we have you in our heart.
It broke our heart to lose you.
But you didn't go alone,
For a part of us went with you...
the day God took you home.
In a baby castle just beyond my eye,
My babies play with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who am I to wish them back into this world of strife?
No, play on my babies, you have eternal life.
At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes,
I'll hear their tiny footsteps come running to my side.
Their little hands caress me so tenderly and sweet,
I'll breathe a prayer and close my eyes,
and embrace them in my sleep.
Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other.
I have known true glory; I am STILL their mother.
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