Guess What Mommy And Daddy?
Guess what mommy & daddy,
Heaven is great.
Just like you said,
There's not much longer to wait.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
I have a guardian angel who comes at night.
I told him I wanted to go,
But the times not right.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
My angel came this morning.
While you were still in bed,
He came with a warning.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
When I left with June.
So you could rest some more,
I knew my time was soon.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
When you were finally out of sight,
I told my angel,
The time is just right.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
When you still didn't know I was gone,
My angel put his hand in mine,
And I was no longer stiff or sick,I felt so happy & fine.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
When the hospital called,I saw you crying from above.
I saw daddy & how scared he was,
And I knew how much I was loved.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
On the way to the hospital I heard you pray,
Don't let them bring me back,
I know you don't want God to take me away.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
I saw you walk into the ER,and ask is he gone.
I saw the look on your face when the nurse said yes!
It looked like you'd never go on.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
I seen you holding me tight.
I kissed you good-bye with my love,
And tried to tell you I was alright.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
There's no more pain,
You can go on with your life,
And not feel so drained.
Guess what mommy & daddy,
I'll watch you all your days through.
And be like your guardian angel,
Just because, I LOVE YOU!!
~by Beckie/Heavens Angel
No Goodbyes
No one quite understands
How dark my world has become.
The days drag on forever;
No joy, just pain, so numb.
“You’re strong” they say, “Amazing”
"I admire so much what you do"
They don’t see behind the mask;
I’m not amazing, I've been broken in two.
It's not that my world as I knew it
Has changed so drastically;
It's that my entire world
Has totally ceased to be.
I sit alone day after day
And nighttime always arrives.
I still have that hope that the phone might ring,
"Mom, it was a mistake - I'm alive!"
The phone rarely rings and it's never my child,
I'm forced to see another sun rise.
As lives carry on day after day
Slowly more and more of me dies.
My son belonged here, living his life
But since someone chose for that not to be;
Why am I sentenced to life on Earth?
How can God be this cruel to me?
My life truly began the day he was born;
From that moment on I knew "why".
My life truly ended the day he died;
Now just darkness, no goodbyes....
~By Connie Beard, Matt's Mom; My Son, My World My Hero; TCF, Heart of Florida Chapter
The Loss of a Child
For some people life can be so unfair;
You have no right to complain unless you’ve been there.
The loss of a child is too much to bear;
Why do only some people have to suffer such loss?
It ruins one’s life, too much of a cost,
So much has been lost, our future together is gone.
Life’s lessons are hard but I didn’t need to learn;
I already knew life’s too short, live each day to the fullest…
I had a great life until this.
People say “Life’s not fair” but what do they know?
Their complaints so pointless, they don’t have a clue,
Their losses so trivial compared to the loss of a child;
You only have the right if you do know.
Mothers, I’m speaking to you if you’ve lost a child you bore;
You’ve lost your soul, only you could know.
A loss such as this makes me constantly cry,
A loss such as this makes me want to die,
A loss such as this, I hope you will never have to know.
~By Wendy Bieberle, Cameron's Mom Always, TCF, Heart of Florida Chapter
Reach Out
We don’t have a disease,
We’re not contagious;
The way people treat us
Is really outrageous.
We don’t know why
Our children He took;
The answers are hidden
In God’s secret book.
So if you know parents
Who’ve lost a son,
Try to reach out -
Be the brave one .
We need your love,
Kindness and support;
Our loss is so great,
Our child’s life too short.
Write a few words
In a card or letter;
Help in some way
To make us feel better.
We’ve lost enough
Their days too few;
We don’t want to
Also lose you.
~by JoAnn Zimmaro, Mom to Chris, Abington, PA
Our Special Dance
In my dreams we dance,
In life denied the chance;
You in a tux, me in a gown,
A more handsome couple
Could never be found.
The music so divine,
The dance full of grace;
Like this you are mine,
Without tears on my face.
We must meet in dreams,
There is no other way;
For this is our chance,
To dance, laugh and play.
I treasure each moment
That I spend with you;
We only have this,
Cause who ever knew?
The end would come
Before I had the chance,
To be in your arms
For our own special dance.
So we’ll just keep dancing
To our own magic tune;
‘Til I’m with you again,
I pray it will be soon.
The music so sweet,
I hear in my ears:
Each special melody
Brings its own tears.
But when we dance
I can smile;
For we are together
For just awhile.
~by JoAnn Zimmaro, Abington, Pa, written in loving memory of her son Chris for the Mother/Son Wedding Dance that will never be....
The Elephant In The Room
There's an elephant in the room.
It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it.
Yet, we squeeze by with, "How are you?" and "I'm fine" ...
And a thousand other forms of trivial chatter.
We talk about the weather.
We talk about work.
We talk about everything else -- except the elephant in the room.
We all know it is there.
We are thinking about the elephant as we talk.
It is constantly on our minds,
For you see, it is a very big elephant.
But we do not talk about the elephant in the room.
Oh, please, say her name.
Oh, please, say "Barbara" again.
Oh, please, let's talk about the elephant in the room.
For if we talk about her death,
Perhaps we can talk about her life.
Can I say "Barbara," and not have you look away?
For if I cannot, you are leaving me
Alone ... in a room ...
With an elephant.
~by Terry Kettering
