Today, I awoke with memories of you,
our days were too short,
our memories, far too few.
Every season which passes,
each anniversary of that day,
I look up to Our Father,
and I begin to pray.
O, Father in Heaven,
hold my baby close;
And give my child the love,
which they need the most.
Allow my child to look down
and see us here below;
May all the love we bear,
be theirs to know.
I realize that with You, Father,
my child is even more blessed;
But, it's difficult, you see,
as we do our very best.
To live each day,
without them in our view,
but I know my child is happier,
up in Heaven, with You.
Take my child by the hand, Dear Lord,
and give to it a flower.
And tell my child that we still cherish and love,
and are so happy that they were ours.
We borrowed our dear one from You, for just awhile,
savoring each moment we had;
They're all safe now, away from every harm,
and we are ever so glad.
Touch our hearts, Father,
and mend all the broken pieces.
And may the love we hold for our child,
extend to others, as it reaches,
Out to the hurting,
those who are grieving and in the same pain,
and may we feel Your mighty embrace,
as we remember once again.
May we linger safely until we, too,
cross upon the Golden Strand,
and there to greet us on one side will
be Our Sweet Jesus,
and on the other, our little Angel,
with an outstretched hand.
(c) 2001 Sandra Lewis Pringle
All Rights Reserved
Mom, I love you.
How many times it was said, and how many times it was heard.
I can still hear your kind words, and feel those gentle hugs.
The kindness and love you gave me instills in my heart.
Never forgotten a day gone by.
I remember your sweet smiling face, holding me in your arms.
So safe and loved is what you gave me.
Til this day I shall always know,
Mother you loved me with all your heart.
I know I am so sadly missed, but I know you always know,
I am always near, because I love you so.
You are my forever blooming Rose
You are my forever blooming rose, deep within my heart and my soul.
You are the sun ray that beats down on me, and brings me your warmth.
You are the stars that twinkle above, so that I will no longer be in darkness.
You are my eternal love, my forever blooming rose.
You are the rivers that shares your water, when I thirst for you.
You are my courage, when I feel all alone.
You are the trees that shades me and protects me.
You are my eternal love my forever blooming rose.
You are the dove that brings me peace.
You are the one who brings me hope.
You are the flower that blooms deep within me.
For you are my eternal love, my forever blooming rose.
In Loving Memory Of
Danielle Dawn Wyckoff
Tina Eller is Danielle's Mom
Merry Christmas
