Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.
So one day he asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow
but how am I going to live there
being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for you.
She will be waiting for you
and will take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven,
I don't do anything else but sing and
smile, that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and
will also smile for you every day.
And you will feel your angel's love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able
to understand when people talk to me,
if I don't know the language that men talk?
Your angel will tell you the
most beautiful and sweet words you will
ever hear, and with much patience and care,
your angel will teach you how to speak.
And what am I going to do
when I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together
and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth there are bad men.
Who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you
even if it means risking its life.
But I will always be sad because
I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me
and will teach you the way
for you to come back to me,
even though I will always be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven,
but voices from earth could already be heard,
and the child in a hurry asked softly:
Oh God, if I am about to leave now,
please tell me my angel's name.
Your angel's name is of no importance,
you will call your angel:
MOMMY
![](rosebar.gif)
My Mom Is A Survivor
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
Copyright 1998 Kaye Des'Ormeaux
![](nightmom.jpg)
Guess What Mommy & 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!!
Copyright 1988 HeavensAngel
![](rosebar.gif)
Daddy
Daddy can you see me?
Daddy can you hear the words I say?
I've got your hands
Your eyes and your hair
And I still hold on to my teddy bear.
I'll do what I can to make you proud,
Daddy can you see me now?
![](angelandbear.gif)
My Dad Is A Survivor
My dad is a survivor too...
which is no surprise to me.
He's always been like a lighthouse
that helps you cross a stormy sea.
But, I walk with my dad each day
to lift him when he's down.
I wipe the tears he hides from others.
He cries when no one's around.
I watch him sit up late at night
with my picture in his hand.
He cries as he tries to grieve alone
and wishes he could understand.
My dad is like a tower of strength.
He's the greatest of them all~!
But there are times when he needs to cry...
Please be there when he falls.
Hold his hand or pat his shoulder...
And tell him it's okay.
Be his strength when he's sad
Help him mourn in his own way.
Now, as I watch over my precious dad
from the Heavens up above...
I'm so proud that he's a survivor...
And, I can still feel his love~!
Copyright 1998 Kaye Des'Ormeaux
![](rosebar.gif)
Fallen Sparrow
A sparrow fell, and no one heard.
Nobody cared, it was just a bird.
From all the numberless fitting throng
of sparrows, who would miss one song?
But God leaned down and whispered "I care."
"That was one of my sparrows, and I was there."
A little boy, all sunshine and laughter
(and sometimes scolding, with Kisses after!)
And hurts to smooth over, and deed to applaud...
A little boy fell! Where were you God?
A little boy fell! God why weren't you there?
If you are God at all... than
you could have prevented,
this nightmare of pain,
so you must have consented.
I've always believed you were loving and good.
I'd like to believe still,
if only I could.
But God, if You love me, how can You allow,
Such unbearable pain as I'm feeling right now.
Such helplessness...helplessness... bitter regret...
So many tears have fallen and yet,
So many more that are still locked inside.
Oh God... out there somewhere... have You ever cried?
I'm not even sure, anymore that you are real,
But if You are God... do you care how I feel?
*********************************************
Beloved, I care in the midst of your grief.
In the midst of your stricken and crumbling belief.
In the midst of the blackness of total despair.
In the midst of your questioning,
Child... I am there.
"In the midst!" not far off in some fifth dimension,
But there where you are, giving you my attention.
My constant attention... and not just today,
Since before you were born I have loved you this way.
You're important to me, every hair on your head,
I have numbered myself, can these tears that you shed,
Go uncounted... unnoticed? Nay child, here I stand,
Close enough that each teardrop falls into my hands.
I know what you suffer, I know what you'll gain,
If you'll let Me walk with you into your pain.
I'll carry your grief, and your sorrow I'll bear.
You've only to reach out your hand... I am there.
Fear nothing for Nicky, your dear little boy
He is safe in my house, and all heaven's a whirl
With the ring of his laughter, his quick eager smile,
And things he is saving to show you "after awhile"
Yes, I could have prevented...
But, child, you can't see,
With My perfect wisdom,
Trust Nicky to me.
Of course you will miss him,
But while you are weeping,
Remember it's only his body that's sleeping
His "self" is awake, wide awake as I said,
I am God of the Living, not God of the dead.
He trusted Me, and My sure Words come to pass,
Who believes shall not die,
That included your lad.
Let Me walk with you now,
through the long heavy days.
Let me slowly begin changing heartache to praise.
Take hold of My hand child,
take hold of My love.
I will lead you to joys that you yet know not of.
Your faith may be weak,
And your trust incomplete,
But I'll walk not too fast for your stumbling feet.
![](rosebar.gif)
Everlasting
My longing for you is neverending
For you are in each life sustaining breath I take
You are in the echoes of nature and the colors of life.
Your presence surrounds me always.
You are more than the world to me.
You are heaven and the orchestra of stars within.
My devotion to you is eternal.
You are my past, The seed of my awakening
You are my present, The pillar of my spirit
You are my future, The principle of my faith awaiting our reunion.
My love for you is everlasting.
For you are my sunrise and my sunset
And you are all the beauty between them.
You are not merely words, But you are the entire language.
You are not a mere ocean, But you are the force beneath the tides.
You are more to me than just my child, my love
You are my wings, And you are the wind which carries me.
And my longing for you, My love for you, And my devotion to you
Will last forever.
(c) 1998 by Joanne Cacciatore, "Dear Cheyenne"
Do not reprint without permission
![](rosebar.gif)
Waiting There For You
If all the stars fall from your sky,
And you don't know what to do;
Just reach down deep inside your heart,
I'll be waiting there for you.
I'm as close as your next heartbeat,
And within your heart I'll stay;
I will be there when you need me,
I will never walk away.
If your burdens become heavy,
And they seem too much to bear;
You know that I will share your load,
I will always be right there.
Always in the background,
And it is there I'll stay;
Until the day you call my name,
I won't be far away.
I will be there in the sunshine,
As it shines upon your face;
When you feel its warmth, remember me,
I'll be waiting in my place.
I will be there in the soft breeze,
As it dances 'cross your skin;
So quietly I'll be there,
Like a whisper in the wind.
So if the stars fall from your sky,
And you don't know what to do;
Just look for me inside your heart,
I'll be waiting there for you.
Allison Chambers Coxsey c1996
Do not reprint without permission
![](rosebar.gif)
Who Are We To Judge
A little child who has never drawn his first breath...
A little child who lives a day, a month, a year...
A child who finishes school, possibly marries and then dies...
Who is to compare which parents suffer the greater heartbreak?
What about the mother whose breasts full of milk,
and she has no little angel to feed...
What about the dreams that young parents had for their infant?
the empty nursery, a constant reminder...
A knife in the heart reminder!
What about the children who grew up and had everything to live for;
They come from every walk of life...
They have babies of their own,
which will never get to see their Mommy and Daddy.
All their goals and dreams gone...
My heart breaks for young parents
who never got to see their dreams materialize.
Their children did not even get to learn to walk,
much less go to school or go out on their first date.
There is no such thing as one loss being greater than another.
We are all equally devastated;
therefore, we are forever bonded to one another in a very special way
that no one else can understand...
![](rosebar.gif)
A Letter From Heaven
My Dearest Family,
Some things I'd like to say
but first of all to let you know
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven
where I dwell with God above
where there's no more tears or sadness,
there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight,
remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on Earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said "I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone,
as for your dearest family
they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly
as part of My big plan,
there's so much that we have to do
to help our mortal man."
Then God gave me a list of things
He wished for me to do,
and foremost on that list of mine
is to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you
every day and week and year,
and when you're sad, I'm standing there
to wipe away the tear.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the days chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth
and all those loving years,
because you're only human
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
it does relieve the pain,
but remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
of all that God has planned,
but if I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on Earth is o'er.
I am closer to you now
than I ever was before.
And to my very many friends,
trust God knows what is best.
I'm still not far away from you,
I'm just beyond the crest.
There are rocky roads ahead of you,
and many hills to climb,
but together we can do it
taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too,
that as you give unto the World
so the World will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who is in sorrow or in pain,
then you can say to God at night
my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented
that my life it was worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is down and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up
as on your way you go.
When you are walking down the street
and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when you feel the gentle breeze
or the wind upon your face,
that's me giving you a great big hug
or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go
from that body to be free,
remember you're not going,
you are coming here to me,
And I will always love you
from that land way up above.
Will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends His Love
Signed, Nicky
![](rosebar.gif)
![](POETRY2.gif)
![](poems.gif)
![](redsilvnext.jpg)
![](lizcredit.jpg)