Baby Death Poem

This poem was made in the memory of my son RAYMUND CHRISTOPHE whose life was predicted only for five days...the great warrior of Christ touched the lives of hundred and finally surrendered his armor against fate and life at an early age of five happy and angelic months. The divine intervention has come to an end.. He had fought a good fight..he had finished the race...and we have kept the faith!

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Tiptoed Moments

Published by Family Friend Poems May 2011 with permission of the Author.

I am a free spirit like a wind
I bend with the breeze, carefree with the bliss.
I wander here and there,
And finally found a love to share.

Together we had laughter and tears,
for he is my sweet disaster.
With one heart we embraced with love,
the little angel sent by one up above.
Yet laid unto rest shortly,
before we even accepted the reality.

On this earth, life and love you gave,
but science had numbered your days.
Up above the joys and fears
You tiptoed and leave.
Mommy is in anguish of losing you, our dearest.

The sun was shiny and fluffy on your final day,
Rainbows and butterflies swept our pain away.
Lonely days and tearful nights were not yet over
yet mom and dad clasp their fingers together.

One day we will see you again, our angel baby.
When our time is over you will walk with us merrily.
Someday we will gaze on you up high
Up above the blue sapphire sky.
We will be proud to tell you with a smile,
that we are stronger because of you...having you even just for a while.

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