Baby Death Poem

When I was in college my class was asked to write a poem about balloons. I decided to write one for my nephew who past away after 2 months. He was born prematurely and weighed only 2 lbs 1 ounce. He was such a fighter. They said he wouldn't live a day, but he made it for 2 months. We finally told him it was okay to let go. He could go to heaven and let go of his pain. So this poem is dedicated to everyone who has ever lost a child.

Balloons

© Tara Pendley
I wonder what color my balloons will be,
but as an Aunt it doesn't matter to me.
It can be many colors, I choose red, green and yellow,
I think I will pick a color for a fellow.
I will let that yellow one go to the sky
and it will fly very high.
Until it reaches heaven for a boy
and he will be filled with so much joy.
I will keep the other two balloons for his brothers and sisters.
And they will be filled with Jobey's whispers.
Jobey didn't live very long and so
his mother and father had to let him go.
He will always be in our hearts,
He will be forever our special sweetheart.
So anytime you see a balloon float by,
think of that someone you love in the sky.

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Published: Dec 2008

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  • I released blue balloons for my son on his birthday. His siblings do as well, this helps them to remember him and show that they still love him even though he is gone.

    Jacqueline Submitted Mar 2011
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  • My best friend Eliza died Oct 1 2009 at 15 yrs old in a car accident and I came up with an idea for our friends and I to participate on her birthdays. (May 28) We get a balloon bouquet (her favorite color was purple) and we each write a letter to her and hole punch them and tie them to the balloon strings and simply "send them up to heaven" to her :) it's happy to think she'll really get the letters, and exciting to imagine where the giant bouquet of balloons will land :)

    Jennette, Texas Submitted Aug 2011
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  • I carried a baby girl who we named Amber Jade. she was a true blessing, my first little angel loved her the day I found out she's growing in my tummy. 8 months came doctor found out she may not make it. Felt so sad wanted to hide myself for ever. Enjoyed every kick, pain and most of all my big tummy. 9 months came and it was time to see my little angel, old xmas labor started xmas she was born a adorable angel with cheeks so white like snow, nose as cute as her daddy. No cry or sound of my angel coming into this world. Me so confused and sad but yet as the nurse gave my little girl to me I had so much tears of joy and sadness all together but thank god for giving me the chance of holding her in my arms for the first and last time. I know my angel brings lots of joy and happiness in heaven. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her.

    Letiechia, South Africa Submitted 8/21/2013
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