Memories of You, My Child

"Losing a child is one of the most heartbreaking of storms to blow upon a person's life. While there is never anyone who can take that child's place in the heart, memories can sometimes help one through.

This poem was written with those in mind, the little angels who have touched our hearts, kissed our lives, and who have left us, to become an Angel in the heavenly realms, waiting for loved ones to greet up with again, some day."

Memories of You, My Child

Today, I awoke with memories of you,
our days were too short,
our memories, far too few.

Every season which passes,
each anniversary of that day,
I look up to Our Father,
and I begin to pray.

O, Father in Heaven,
hold my baby close;
And give my child the love,
which they need the most.

Allow my child to look down
and see us here below;
May all the love we bear,
be theirs to know.

I realize that with You, Father,
my child is even more blessed;
But, it's difficult, you see,
as we do our very best.

To live each day,
without them in our view,
but I know my child is happier,
up in Heaven, with You.

Take my child by the hand, Dear Lord,
and give to it a flower.
And tell my child that we still cherish and love,
and are so happy that they were ours.

We borrowed our dear one from You, for just awhile,
savoring each moment we had;
They're all safe now, away from every harm,
and we are ever so glad.

Touch our hearts, Father,
and mend all the broken pieces.
And may the love we hold for our child,
extend to others, as it reaches,

Out to the hurting,
those who are grieving and in the same pain,
and may we feel Your mighty embrace,
as we remember once again.

May we linger safely until we, too,
cross upon the Golden Strand,
and there to greet us on one side will
be Our Sweet Jesus,
and on the other, our little Angel,
with an outstretched hand.

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