"SILENT NIGHTS, LONELY NIGHTS" During all those days I planned for you, I didn't know if I'd need pink or blue; But that part didn't matter to me, I just knew that soon two would be three. You were due to arrive just before Thanksgiving But little did we know that you wouldn't be living. In the heat of summer the pain began And later that week you went to heaven. I wish I could tell you how much you were wanted, And how my memories to hold you have taunted My "Silent Nights, Lonely Nights." One year later I found I was pregnant again, Only to have that awful pain begin. Before long you were joined by your sister, Will you please tell her how much I miss her? At this Christmas time of year How I wish you both were here. We'd have so much fun singing carols, buying gifts, And if the weather was right, we'd play in snowdrifts! But on this 38th Christmas since you've been gone, Sometimes I still feel all alone. You have two wonderful brothers, sisters-in-law and two beautiful neices, I just know you'd love them all to pieces. They'll be here for Christmas, but even with all the fun, Deep in your mommie's heart, I'll remember you're both gone. I should have many more grandchildren running and screaming And giving my holidays such wonderful meaning. I was looking forward to buying more baseballs and dolls, And instead, I find myself staring blankly at walls. I'm ever so grateful for all God has done, And I'm looking forward to being "HOME!" And finally getting to hold you tight, But until I do, I have "Silent Nights, Lonely Nights." "Merry Christmas in heaven to my two precious angels, Darrell Keith, 1962 and Melody Joy, 1963." From your mom and dad, your brother Stewert, his wife Laurie and daughter Lindsey, And your brother Phillip, his wife Shannon and daughter Mallorie. Christmas 1999, the last one of this millennium! by Jo Ann Taylor, Founder Operation Angel |
Little one, little one, Where have you gone? Your going has darkened The brightest dawn. Why did you leave us so soon, so soon? Where can we look for you? Over the moon? On butterflies wings? In the heart of a roe? Who knows, who knows Where a little one goes? Where I have gone, I am not so small. My soul is as wide As the world is tall. I have gone to answer The call, the call Of the One who takes Care of us all. Wherever you look, You will find me there- In the heart of a rose, In the heart of a prayer. On butterflies wings, On wings of my own, To you, I'm gone, But I'm never alone- I'm over the moon. I am home. Jim Howard |
How do you love a person Who never got to be, Or try again to see a face You never got to see? How do you mourn the death of one Who never got to live, When there's nothing to feel good about And nothing to forgive? I love you, little sister. You're a person of the wind, Free to be the memory Of all that might have been. I love you, little sister, My companion of the night, Wandering through my lonely hours, Beautiful and bright. What does it mean to die before You ever can be born, To live the lovely night of life And never see the dawn? Ah! My little sister, You lived like anyone! Life's a burst of joy and pain, And then, like yours, it's done. I love you, little sister, Just as if you'd lived for years. No more, no less, I think of you, The angel of my tears. l Hold You in Heaven From the very beginning I loved you, As I made plans to hold you and rock you: You were tiny and helpless as you lay in my womb, But something went wrong and soon you were gone; My young heart was broken, my tears fell like rain, I'd never known such heartache and pain. I wonder who you look like, me or your dad, Do you have my smile and his eyes? Would you have been big and tall or tiny and small? We had dreams for you that reached to the skies. It was long, long ago and I still miss you so, Thanks to Jesus, I'll see you in heaven. I'll hold you in heaven someday, When my trials on earth pass away; The angels have rocked you, the Father watches over you, I know you're waiting for me; I never could hold you or tell you "Goodbye", But I'll hold you in heaven someday. In loving memory of Darrell Keith and Melody Joy Taylor. |
"SILENT NIGHTS, LONELY NIGHTS" During all those days I planned for you, I didn't know if I'd need pink or blue; But that part didn't matter to me, I just knew that soon two would be three. You were due to arrive just before Thanksgiving But little did we know that you wouldn't be living. In the heat of summer the pain began And later that week you went to heaven. I wish I could tell you how much you were wanted, And how my memories to hold you have taunted My "Silent Nights, Lonely Nights." One year later I found I was pregnant again, Only to have that awful pain begin. Before long you were joined by your sister, Will you please tell her how much I miss her? At this Christmas time of year How I wish you both were here. We'd have so much fun singing carols, buying gifts, And if the weather was right, we'd play in snowdrifts! But on this 38th Christmas since you've been gone, Sometimes I still feel all alone. You have two wonderful brothers, sisters-in-law and two beautiful neices, I just know you'd love them all to pieces. They'll be here for Christmas, but even with all the fun, Deep in your mommie's heart, I'll remember you're both gone. I should have many more grandchildren running and screaming And giving my holidays such wonderful meaning. I was looking forward to buying more baseballs and dolls, And instead, I find myself staring blankly at walls. I'm ever so grateful for all God has done, And I'm looking forward to being "HOME!" And finally getting to hold you tight, But until I do, I have "Silent Nights, Lonely Nights." "Merry Christmas in heaven to my two precious angels, Darrell Keith, 1962 and Melody Joy, 1963." From your mom and dad, your brother Stewert, his wife Laurie and daughter Lindsey, And your brother Phillip, his wife Shannon and daughter Mallorie. Christmas 1999, the last one of this millennium! by Jo Ann Taylor, Founder Operation Angel |
No one remembered that it's been a month today since our baby was born dead no one called to say, I remember.... Not even my dear husband thought to comfort me when my crying caused him to think me a mystery. But I remember.... Not one e-mail message filled with hope and love and care. Just inconsequential jokes and forwards were there. But I remember.... No one thought of me, remembered my little baby so sweet. But they all have their own problems that sweep them off their feet. But I remember.... No one remembered that it's been a month today. But I know and care and I am the one who will say, I remember! By Stephanie Marottek April 2, 2000 For Amanda Joy embered my little baby so sweet. |
Stillborn I carried you in hope, The long months of my term, Remembered the close hour when we made you. Often felt you kick and move As slowly you grew within me. Wondered what you would look like When your wet heat emerge, And at what glad moment I should hear your birth cry, And I welcom you with all you With all you need of warmth and food. We had a home waiting for you. After my strong laboring, Sweat cold on my limbs, My small cries merging with the air, You came. You did not cry. You did not breathe. We had not expected this; It seems your birth had not meaning, Or had you rejected us? They say that you did not live, Register you as stillborn. But you lived for me all that time In the dark chamber of my womb And when I think of you now, Perfect in your little death, I know that for me you are born still; I shall carry you with me forever, My child, you were always mine, You are mine now. Death and life are the same mysteries. |
Isaiah John Alberts "Helper of God" Born September 30, 2001 at 6:09am Died September 30, 2001 7 pounds 13 ounces 21 inches long Our beloved son and brother, We love you Isaiah. I wish we could have heard your laughter or seen your beautiful eyes. All we have is the memory of your movements and heartbeat while in my womb. I will always treasure the joy and excitement you gave to me while you were inside me. We will always remember holding you in our arms, how peaceful you looked but how much we just wanted you to wake up. We know you are with God now and we are thankful to have such a beautiful guardian angel to watch over all of us, we love you so much Isaiah. We will forever miss you and wish you were here to hold and to kiss and to take care of. You will always be a part of our lives; you will live in our hearts forever. Please be at peace my son and always know that we love you with all our heart and soul. Love, Mommy, Daddy, Patrick, Ryan, Stacy, Krista, Alec and the rest of your family and friends in Christ. |
Our Sweet and Precious Baby Our sweet and precious baby No breath for you to take No laughter for us to hear Our lives will never be the same Without you in our care Our sweet and precious baby Forever in our hearts Our love for you will always be What keeps us from being apart Our sweet and precious baby We wanted to hold you longer But you were not ours to keep So in Jesus' arms is where You will go to sleep Our sweet and precious baby Oh how we wanted to be the ones to kiss you, Take care of you, watch you grow And hold you in our arms But instead we must say Goodbye and learn to let you go Our sweet and precious baby You are our angel now Isaiah So be at peace my son and Always know how proud we are To have had the chance to hold An angel in our arms Our sweet and precious baby You are in God's hands now And Heaven will be your home So until we meet again my son Take care and always know how Much you are loved This is dedicated to the memory of Our sweet and precious baby Isaiah John Alberts Born still on Sunday September 30, 2001 at 6:09 am |
ISAIAH A month ago today you came into Our world so quiet and still Yet no one could tell us why But somehow we must believe That you were not meant to be Our earthly child, but instead Play in Paradise with Jesus I know you are with us in spirit Isaiah, But I need to have you in body and soul Mommy weeps for you everyday My arms ache to hold you and Kiss your sweet little nose I want to count your fingers and toes And see you smile and hear you laugh I am so sad that all I have of you is The memory you left behind and A lock of your hair so curly and black I will continue to go on, because my family Needs me and someday when the time is right I will get to hold my little boy again Until then Isaiah please watch over all of us And save me a place in Heaven so I can See you again, I love you and miss you With all my heart and soul Love Always, Mommy & Daddy In loving memory of our son Isaiah John Alberts Born still on September 30, 2001 |
