

Dear Cheyenne © 1996 revised 1998 by Joanne Cacciatore All Rights Reserved
Dearest Mommy, When you wonder the meaning of life and love Know that I am with you Close your eyes
and feel me kissing you In the gentle breeze across you cheek When you begin to doubt that you shall ever see
me again Quiet your mind and hear me I am in the whisper of the heavens Speaking of your love When
you lose your identity When you question who you are and where you are going Open your heart and see me I
am the twinkle in the stars smiling down upon you Lighting the path for your journey When you awaken each morning
not remembering your dreams But feeling content and serene Know that I was with you Filling your nights
with thoughts of me When you linger in the remnant pain Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar Think of me Know
that I am with you Touching you through shared tears of a gentle friend Easing the pain As the sunrise illuminates
the desert sky In that breathtaking brilliance, awaken your spirit Think of our time together, all too brief,
but ever brilliant When you were certain of us together When you were certain of your destiny Know that
God created that moment in time Just for us I am with you always.


A Baby's Secret (Author Unknown) I'm just a little fellow, Who didn't quite make it there; I went
straight to be with Jesus And I'm waiting for you here. Don't you fret about me, Mommy, I'm one of God's
lambs most blessed. I'd have loved to have stayed 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 their lives were
marked with sin. So sweet Mommy, don't be sad, Wipe those tears and chase that gloom. I went straight
to be with Jesus From my lovely mother's womb. Thank you for the life you gave me, It was brief but don't
complain. I have all of Heaven's glory, Suffered none of this earth's pain. Thank you for the name you
gave me, I'd have loved to have brought it fame; But if I'd lingered in earth's shadows, Might have instead
brought it shame. Daddy gave me something for you, It's our secret Mommy Dear. Pressed tight against
my forehead, Whispered into my tiny ear. I'll be waiting for you, Mommy, You and Daddy, and my big sisters;
I'll be with you then forever, Then I'll give you Daddy's kiss. Love, Amaris


Kymberli Brady © 1999 revised by Lisa Sargentini © 2001, All Rights Reserved
Lord, today I sent my baby to you Please give him wings and let him fly He's new at this, so take it slow Teach
him how to soar the skies. I'll miss him dearly, And I'll never know his smile But you need him and now he's
yours He was mine for just a short while. He'll never know pain And he'll never know fear For I know
that you will always keep him near And now . . . I close my eyes to say good bye And watch him fly away
to you Please keep him Lord, and love him until I get my wings and meet the son I never knew.


Dear Mommy & Daddy... I did not die young. I lived my span of life, Within your body And within
your love. There are many Who have lived long lives And who have not been loved as me. If
you would, honor me Then speak my name And number me among your family. If you would, honor me Then
strive to live in love For in that love, I live. Never, ever doubt That we will meet again. Until
that happy day, I will grow with God And wait for you. by Christy Kennealy


Angel Wings A precious angel slipped away, no one heard a cry. No time for Dad and Mommy to sing me lullabies.
My time with you was much too short. I had to leave too soon, But love had joined us as I grew inside my Mommy's
womb. It wove it's way within our hearts, in all our hopes and dreams, Until the very purest love became my tiny
wings. Although I could not stay with you, I knew right from the start, That once you felt your angel's love, you'd
keep me in your hearts. I'm just a little angel but my time was not in vain. As dark clouds that surround you give
way unto the sun, My precious parents you will see that any heart will sing, If only for a moment it is brushed
by angel wings. By Jean Rozon




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