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HIM
His eyes are like crystal blue streams, His hair is like a golden color only seen in my dreams. His skin is as soft and smooth as silk, And looks as creamy as fresh cold milk. When I look at him, And hear his voice, My heart beats faster, It has no choice. My stomach flutters endlessly, I only wish That he could see, How much his love Means to me.
Written by Kristie Thank you
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Poem by Dawn Elmore
When you thought I wasn't looking or thought I didn't care, I stood right there beside you and heard your every prayer. When it seemed to you I was miles away....All your troubles were yours alone, never would I forsake you, My child, for I was there all along. All the sleepness nights you lie awake and wonder if I hear the prayers you send.... Trust My dear I hear them all, for I'm your dearest friend. I never make mistakes, although you may think my intentions aren't good. Never would I hurt you, My child, I love you like a father should. I lent to you an angel, although it wasn't long, you were chosen because I pick the best, before I call them home. There were many lessons to be learned before your angel recieved their wings, Although the time spent with you was short, you taught them many things. A mother's love is like no other and that's why i chose you, My sweet, Dear child. Remember, my mother lost her son too, but it was worth it all the while. For although this brought you heartache, you shall unite again.... You'll someday come home with me too and life for you will just begin. For I never meant to hurt you or cause you any pain, just remember, child of mine.... You can't see a rainbow without the rain! So, know that I am with you and never will I leave your side, I see the tears and hold you close, I'm your safe place you can hide. Please don't think I'm mad at you or that I've forsaken you at all, for I chose you to be the mother to answer your angel's call. They'll always be beside you, forever in your heart, as long as you keep their memory alive, you'll never be apart. We'll be waiting at the gate for you when I decide to call you home... Your angel will be waiting saying..."Mommy, I've been with you all along! Written by Dawn Elmore
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Dearest Mama
DEAREST MAMA, I SEE HOW MUCH YOU MISS ME, AND WISH I WEREN'T GONE... I TOOK A PART OF YOU WITH ME THE DAY GOD CALLED ME HOME.
PLEASE TRY TO UNDERSTAND DEAR MAMA,THAT WE'RE NOT THAT FAR APART, FOR I'LL BE FOREVER NEAR BECAUSE I HAVE YOUR HEART. I KNOW THERE'S TIMES YOU FEEL THERE'S NO REASON TO GO ON, YOU WISH YOU COULD BE WITH ME, AND YOU HAVE BEEN ALL ALONG. JUST BECAUSE I WENT HOME AND I'M IN THE MASTER'S HANDS, DOESN'T MEAN I'M NOT STILL WITH YOU... BESIDE YOU'S WHERE I STAND. PLESE TRY TO UNDERSTAND DEAR MAMA, THAT I'LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU SO, I CAN'T STAND TO SEE YOU HURTING AND THERE'S SOMETHING YOU SHOULD KNOW. EACH TIME YOU FEEL THE SUNSHINE UPON YOUR LOVELY FACE, IT'S ME SMILING DOWN UPON YOU AND TOUCHING YOU WITH GOD'S SWEET EMBRACE. EACH NIGHT YOU'RE SAD AND LONELY AND THE TEARS YOU CAN'T CONTROL, I'M RIGHT THERE BESIDE YOU AND I NEVER WILL LET GO. GOD TOLD ME TO TELL YOU THAT HE KNOWS YOUR PAIN INSIDE. FOR HE LOST HIS SON TOO,UPON THAT CROSS HE DIED. HE WASN'T TRYING TO HURT YOU BY CALLING ME HOME SO SOON,
THERE'S JUST PLANS THAT HE HAD FOR ME THAT NO ONE ELSE COULD DO. I WANT TO THANK YOU DEAREST MAMA,FOR ALL YOU GAVE TO ME, BUT MOST OF ALL, I THANK GOD BECAUSE YOU'RE THE BEST MOTHER ONE COULD BE. SO, EACH TIME YOU THINK OF ME AND TEARS FILL YOUR EYES, WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE GIVING UP, JUST LOOK UP TO THE SKIES. LIFE ON EARTH IS HARD, I KNOW,BUT YOU MUST BE SO STRONG. FOR I'LL BE FOREVER WITH YOU UNTIL GOD CALLS YOU HOME. I LOVED YOU FROM THE START AND I LOVE YOU STILL, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP,MAMA,FOR IT'S JUST NOT IN GOD'S WILL. I NEVER WILL FORSAKE YOU ,I'LL BE THERE EVERYDAY,I'LL HOLD YOU IN MY ANGEL WINGS AND GUIDE YOU ON YOUR WAY. ALTHOUGH, I'M GONNA GO NOW, REMEMBER IT'S NOT FOR LONG. FOR I'LL STAND BESIDE YOU THROUGH IT ALL AND I'M NEVER RELLY GONE. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY AND I HATE TO KNOW YOU FEEL SO LOST. JUST REMEMBER WE WILL MEET AGAIN CAUSE JESUS LEFT THAT CROSS.
***WRITTEN BY DAWN ELMORE ANGEL MOM-BRANTLEY
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I WILL SEE YOU THROUGH~
I will see you through I know it was not easy, for you to let him go, but love like yours would not hold back, your love to suffer so. And so I took him quickly, so he would never know, a lengthy time of darkness, that would distress him so. I left his body here awhile, so you could have some time, to be prepared to let him go, he was already Mine. I bid him come while happy, with joyous plans ahead, and laughter in his face and heart, and not one thought of dread. You have the most to suffer, your loneliness to bear, but know that he is safe with Me, within My loving care. And never doubt My love for you, I know you wonder why, just know My strength will be your joy, My love will never die. I bore my son's own suffering, and I will bear yours too, give me your doubts and pain and hurt and I will see you through.
Author unknown
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I miss my baby boy so much.
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My precious baby boy
It's been 3 years and it seems like yesterday. I am trying my best to understand why you had to leave us so soon. We will never have that answer, but that doesn't mean I won't stop asking why. I know God has a plan for all of us, but you struggled your whole life, then found happiness before you went home to God. I miss your smiling face. Every time I hear the door open I wait to hear you say, "Hey mom, what's crackin?" We are so much alike you and I and I think that's why it hurts me so much. I feel like my soul has been ripped apart. My heart has a hole in it that will never heal. My body is giving up. I pray every day that I can get through another day. Your brother has his days, although he tries not to show it to family. We miss you so much baby. God, hug my child for me please.
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Kurt
Do you know how much I miss you? You were the only one here on earth who truly loved me, you and your brother,not because you were my son, but because we were so much alike. Now that you are gone, I truly know the meaning of lonely. I miss you so much and love you more. I am so looking forward to the day when we can once again be together. I love you baby. Love Mom
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My son
My beautiful baby boy.. Not a minute goes by that I don't think about you. I miss you more than words can say. I wish so much, but mainly that I could talk to you once more, touch your sweet face and hear that awesome laughter that you have. Just to hold you one more time and tell you over and over again how proud I am of you and how much I love you. My tears still flow, and they probably always will, but I want you to know that I am trying with all my might to move forward, even tho its the hardest thing I have ever had to do in my life. I love you son..
Mommy
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A Prayer for Kurt
Lord, I know you have your ways, but taking Kurt home right now doesn’t make lots of sense to some of us. In fullness of life you sweep him away, leaving us with stunned memories of the years, days, hours, and minutes, we shared together . . . memories we hold tenderly in our hands now, along with feelings pulsating and pleading for him to come back to us for one last visit , one last word and touch before we send him on his way.
Perhaps you are thinking we need to be reminded of the fragile earthen vessels in which we carry our own hopes and dreams; of how we might more often reflect upon the silent wealth we have in those we love. Or of how the miracles in our lives will always need tending and attending.
But I know you have your ways. So now it’s time for us to thank you for giving us Kurt and to begin to accept the new presence he will have in our lives. We will learn, in time, different ways of feeling his touch.
Thinking this is not a good time for you to take Kurt, we still know it’s now time to be grateful to you for the Life he leaves behind in each of us . . .
It’s time to celebrate life, even as we cling to him during these confusing times of loss. So thank you Lord for Kurt and his legacy of love. We still wonder if there weren’t a better way of getting our attention, but then you have your ways, don’t you?
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Letter to my son
My son, I love you with all my heart. You taught me more in your short life than all my years on this earth. You are forever in my thoughts, I miss you so much. I cannot get passed that awful day, although I try and try. But you had struggled your whole life and in the end you found happiness with Rebecca, then God took you home. I will never understand it, but I have accepted it, although I cry daily, I know that you are with me and don't want to see me grieve. I cannot wait until I can hug you once more and tell you how much I love you. How much you mean to me and how I tried to be the best mother I could possibly be.I wasn't perfect, I have my faults, but I always told you at least 20 times a day that I love you. If I could have one wish, it would be to hold you in my arms and never let you go. Until we meet in Heaven.....
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Merry Christmas My sweet baby boy
Today is the first Christmas I have done since you left us over two years ago.. It was almost unbearable, but I had to do it for Ian and Kristie and Lillie. I wish you could see your neice, but then again, maybe you can.. She will be here in February and we are all very excited. Tell Jesus Happy Birthday. I told him today, but he was probably too busy to hear it.. I love you my son and not a minute goes by that I don't think about you. I can't wait to hold you and tell you how much I love you. Until then, stay by me and watch over all of us.. With all my love Mom
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