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41. Sometimes

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- By Colleen Ranney
- Published: January 2012
Poem For Parent Who Has Lost A Child

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Sometimes I catch a glimpse,
In softened waves of blue,
My child, my heart ...when I see a smile,
I can't help but think of you.

Sometimes I catch a glimpse,
In softened waves of blue,
My child, my heart ...when I see a smile,
I can't help but think of you.

Sometimes these waves fill oceans.
And feelings string on every shore,
A collections of each memory
And every way I wish for more.

Sometimes I watch for answers
Because each day I call to you.
I ask for faith and courage
And strength...to help me through.

Sometimes I ask for bravery
Like dolphins in the deep,
Because time moves oh so slowly,
And sometimes the road is steep.

Sometimes I want to scream.
This was not what I had planned.
Why you ever suffered,
A mom can't understand.

Sometimes I hear your laughter
And remember you at play,
But My Child I always miss you.
Not sometimes, but every day.
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42. The Strength You Gave Me

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- By Daniel Kerr
- Published: October 2011
Poem By Father Of Dead Baby

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They tell me it's amazing how I've stayed so strong,
but they don't see how I cry when I hear your song.
They see the smile on my face but miss the hurt in my eye.
I would rather seem rude than let them see me cry.

They tell me it's amazing how I've stayed so strong,
but they don't see how I cry when I hear your song.
They see the smile on my face but miss the hurt in my eye.
I would rather seem rude than let them see me cry.
I put on this front as I don't want the world to see
the pain and sorrow so deep inside me.

I don't act this way 'cause I'm ashamed to feel the way I do.
I act this way in honour of you,
because although I hurt right now and my heart is broken,
I can't help but feel pride and love when your name is spoken.
My strength comes from the love you gave to me,
and it's that strength I want the world to see.

I will always love and miss you;
that I will never hide,
and when people ask me about my daughter,
they will always see my pride.
You were so precious and your memory will always live on.
I'll never be sad that I had you, only that you're gone.

My tears are not a sign of my weakness;
they are a sign of the love I have inside.
They will always fall down my cheeks
when I think of you with pride.
They say it takes a real man to admit when he is sad,
but how can I be sad when I look at the daughter that I had?
I will always have the memories of my little girl,
and you will always be my world.
Always remember you gave me this strength and that
you will always be your daddy's little girl!!!
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43. A Celebration
- By Mike Salipot
- Published: September 2011
Father Deals With The Death Of Baby Poem

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Bought a cake on a Sunday
For my son's special day,
Brought flowers and a toy
All for my little boy.

Bought a cake on a Sunday
For my son's special day,
Brought flowers and a toy
All for my little boy.
Sing a song of "Happy Birthday!" I did
While the candle on the cake I lit,
And when it's time for him to blow,
A gust of wind, so strong, did so,
In my heart, at once I knew,
That it was him, my son, who blew.
Heaven must be celebrating today
For it is my angel's special day.
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44. God's Angel
- By Melissa Tucker
- Published: August 2011
One Day I'll See You Again

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How do I say this
And where do I start
Everything hurts
Especially my heart

How do I say this
And where do I start
Everything hurts
Especially my heart
It hurts me so much
That I can't see you anymore
I wish I got to say my goodbyes
Before you walked in God's door
It makes me feel better
You're an angel in heaven
You're happy and at peace
And one day see you again
I miss and love you deeply
And I try not to cry
But I know I'll see you later
So this is not my goodbye
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45. Tiny Angel Wings
- By Kelly Autobee
- Published: May 2011
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God has tiny angels,
Flying in his heaven,
Looking over you and me
Now it has little Carley Jean,

God has tiny angels,
Flying in his heaven,
Looking over you and me
Now it has little Carley Jean,
A tiny angel has received her wings.

She's watching over her little sister,
And her mommy especially.
She's wrapping her tiny angel wings
Around their hearts so very gently.

She sees her loving family
with so much love in their eyes,
She holds her tiny angel heart,
And knows, true love never dies.
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46. Tiptoed Moments
- By Athena Ali
- Published: May 2011
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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.

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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47. A Picture Of You

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- By Deborah Robinson
- Published: February 2011
Poem About Death Of 25-Year-Old Son

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I only have a picture now,
A frozen piece of time,
To remind me of how it was
When you were here and mine.

I only have a picture now,
A frozen piece of time,
To remind me of how it was
When you were here and mine.

I see your smiling eyes
Each morning when I wake.
I talk to you and place a kiss
Upon your lovely face.

How much I miss you being here,
I really cannot say.
The ache is deep inside my heart
And never goes away.

I hear it mentioned often
That time will heal the pain,
But if I'm being honest,
I hope it will remain.

I need to feel you constantly,
To get me through the day.
I loved you so very much.
Why did you go away?

The angels came and took you,
That really wasn't fair.
They took my one and only son,
My future life, my heir.

If only they had asked me
If I would take your place.
I would have done so willingly,
Leaving you this world to grace.

You should have had so many years
To watch your life unfold,
And in the midst of this,
Watch me, your Mum, grow old!

I hope you're watching from above,
At the daily tasks I do,
And let there be no doubt at all,
I really do love you.
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48. A Letter To My Unborn Child
- By Kaitlyn
- Published: January 2011
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So quickly you came into our lives,
So quickly torn away.
Never got the chance to meet you.
There's so much I want to say.

So quickly you came into our lives,
So quickly torn away.
Never got the chance to meet you.
There's so much I want to say.

Where there once was joy and happiness,
Now there's sadness, guilt, and pain.
All these thoughts running through my head,
It's enough to drive me insane.

Though you lived only eight short weeks,
You were loved so very much.
I wish that I could hold you.
I long to feel your touch.

On that fateful night,
My world was ripped from under my feet.
I pray that in another life
We get the chance to meet.
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49. Holding You Close
- By Lucinda Orwin
- Published: January 2011
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Even though you're gone,
I can still feel you here.
Even though I didn't know you,
I can still feel you here.

Even though you're gone,
I can still feel you here.
Even though I didn't know you,
I can still feel you here.

One tiny little thing
Reminds me of you each day.
I hold close to my heart,
This one tiny little thing.

The picture I look at,
With tears in my eyes,
Reminds me of you more and more,
Just one look at that picture.

You were so beautiful,
That tiny graceful face,
Such a cute little baby,
More beautiful than most.

I wish you were here now,
Right here by my side,
'Cause maybe you could wipe away my tears,
If only you were here.

Always treasure the small things.
The small things in your life,
They can mean the most important things,
Those tiny treasures in life.

Now never ever forget,
Keep you friends close to you,
Your family closer,
And once they're gone,
Keep what was special to them.
They are the things that help you remember.
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50. All I Know Is
- By Tina Pielstick
- Published: December 2010
Bereaved Mother And Grandparent Poem

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All I know is...I will always miss my son and long for him.
All I know is...one minute I'm together and the next I'm falling apart.
All I know is...my heart hurts all the time, and it has never felt whole since the day he died.
All I know is...the tears won't stop filling up my eyes, soaking my pillows or staining my face.

All I know is...I will always miss my son and long for him.
All I know is...one minute I'm together and the next I'm falling apart.
All I know is...my heart hurts all the time, and it has never felt whole since the day he died.
All I know is...the tears won't stop filling up my eyes, soaking my pillows or staining my face.
All I know is...I really, really miss him.
All I know is...it hurts ALL the time.
All I know is...I want him back.
All I know is...sometimes I want him so badly, that I want to go to him.
All I know is...there is no greater ache in this world than my child dying.
All I know is...I love him, even in death, I love him so much.
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51. Life Goes On
- By Cheryl McDonald
- Published: August 2010
Poem About Life Continuing After Death Of Son

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It's true what they say, when a child is born,
a mother's heart is no longer her own.
It runs and skips and giggles and grins,
And crawls in her lap for a kiss on the chin,

It's true what they say, when a child is born,
a mother's heart is no longer her own.
It runs and skips and giggles and grins,
And crawls in her lap for a kiss on the chin,
But where goes her heart, when that child is gone?
Is it true what they say, that life goes on?

A thousand ninety-five days, and the clock still ticks,
Three whole years, the months - 36.
Does the passage of time mean it should make sense?
Can loss be measured in time increments?
As I yearn for the day when I'll again see my son,
Is it true what they say, that life goes on?

I still breathe in and out and arise every day,
And work, and struggle, and yes, even play.
Things will get better, I've been told many times,
But "different" is the status for those left behind,
Time can't heal all wounds nor break all bonds.
Can it be true what they say, that life goes on?

In the air and wind, I feel your strong embrace,
And your kisses from butterflies that land on my face.
I see your smile in the beams of the sun,
The twinkle of your eyes now shines in Eden,
And I hear your laugh in the lyrics of song,
Is it possibly true, that life goes on?

It's strange to think that your heart still beats,
Inside some stranger, whom I'll never meet.
Does he know he carries a heart of gold,
From my sweet boy, who will never grow old?
So many lives saved by your own,
Yes - it's true what they say, that life goes on.
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52. The Handing Over
- By Lisa Willhite
- Published: May 2010
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I stand before a vision so dreadful
knees weakened and shoulders, oh so weighted
reliving life, becoming regretful
for I questioned what God had since fated

I stand before a vision so dreadful
knees weakened and shoulders, oh so weighted
reliving life, becoming regretful
for I questioned what God had since fated

I fight the desire to "fall to knees"
a strong mother of sons never gives in
till his lips mouth, "I'm fine," again to me
letting him go will be my greatest sin

Have you love that can test as strong as mine
I ask you Lord, for I am his mother
will you kiss his cheeks, and hug hugs like mine
and be sure he sleeps, beneath the covers?

Deaf ears I fear, that are not of my own
till I hear as I fall, momma I'm home
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53. This Basket Of Burdens
- By Debbie
- Published: March 2010
Faith That God Is With You In Your Grief

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My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.

My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.

This pathway through life
Feels unbearable at times
And I don't have the strength
For this mountain I climb.

The Basket's filled with sorrow
Oh, how I miss my love
At first, It's impossible to carry,
Where is my help from above?

It's draining my strength
I can't do anymore
This pain goes so deep
Right down to my core.

As I carry this Basket
I'll learn to manage the weight
Each step of the way
Will become easier they say.

But how do they know,
Have they been here before?
If so, where's their Basket
They're responsible for?

This Basket of burdens
You can't see and can't touch
I carry it inside me
This pain is too much.

Patience is needed to carry
This loss that I feel
A shoulder to lean on
So, someday I will heal.

God sent my family
My friends and spirits unknown
So, I won't carry this Basket
For-ever alone

Someday, I'll lay down my Basket
With burdens' no more
My pain will be gone
When, I cross through that door

Then I'll know reason
For my Basket of Burdens
How God showed me His grace
When I couldn't cope with the season

Love and support that He gave
When His presence felt unknown
He was with me each step
When I felt so alone
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54. One Year Less
- By Cheryl McDonald
- Published: March 2010
Poem On Grieving Over Loss Of Child

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There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,

There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,
One less challenging tete-a-tete;
One less artful, winking manipulation,
One less word of comfort, one less grateful hug.
One less chance to embrace a daughter;
One less new life to carry your eyes, your chin, your grin, your name,
No one word for the pain, the longing, the brevity
Of a life meant for living; an old soul meant to grow older than mine;
Would there be any one price too high, any sacrifice too great,
For one more moment, one more breath, one more warm touch;
I grasp desperately and sense the closeness -
the ONE just at the fingertips of my heart and mind,
Only to realize again and again and again,
There is no "One" - you are gone and I am - less.
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55. I Feel My Heart Breaking
- By Sandee Foxten
- Published: October 2009
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I feel your arms
wrapped around me so tight.
I feel your body,
snuggled next to mine

I feel your arms
wrapped around me so tight.
I feel your body,
snuggled next to mine
in the middle of the night.

I feel your breath
on the back of my neck,
I feel your sweet soft lips,
kiss me with a gentle peck.

I feel, NO! Wait,
I cannot feel,
it is all too real.

I awaken in a panic,
look around and
you aren't really there.
But I know it was real,
I felt your hands run through
my hair.

I feel something more now,
I must return
to my dream, somehow.
Please, oh please, still be there,
I am coming back, I swear!
This is the only place
I can hold you,
feel you, touch you.

I can't find you now.
Why did you go?
I asked you to stay,
I was on my way.
I must have taken too long.
Where did I go wrong?

I must now put my dreams aside,
wake up and realize
that you really have died.
I have tried so hard
to hide behind
all the silent tears
I have cried.

I feel you are still here,
I feel your presence
when you are near.
I feel your loving arms,
holding me while
I dream.

A place I feel safe,
without wanting to scream.
I feel your lips gently touch mine,
as you say good-bye.
I feel my heart breaking
once again,
and I start to cry.

As you fade further away
into the light ray,
I can hear you say,
"I love you, and we will
meet again, someday."
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56. I'm Here For You
- By Meljo
- Published: October 2009
A Heartfelt Poem For A Grieving Friend

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I feel your sadness
Oh, how can I take away your tears
You are truly one incredible mother
Who's been through so much in all those years

I feel your sadness
Oh, how can I take away your tears
You are truly one incredible mother
Who's been through so much in all those years

My dearest dearest Lisa
I don't know what to say
Oh, so much tragedy
Has finally come your way

I wish I could take some of your misery
And share part of your deep wrenching pain
I wish that God would somehow reject Dom in heaven
And brings him back to us again

I wish I can just come right over
And tell you that everything is all right
I wish I can just do something, anything
Or just to hold you tight

I know you just want to be alone right now
To try and make sense of what's going on
To try and answer the many 'why' questions
And how to ever move on

I wish you will eventually find some comfort
In knowing that you did your best
But there was nothing that anyone could've done for our little angel
And now he lays to rest

I'm sure he knows how much he was loved by you
He had the best Mummy in the whole wide world
Who would trade her life for him if she could
If only that were possible

I know that no one can take away your suffering
Or even really feel your pain
But I want you to know that I'm here for you
Waiting for you to get back on your feet again
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57. My Memory Library

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- By Sarah B. Blackstone
- Published: September 2009
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Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.

Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.

I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my heart's abode.
I could open it when I wanted,
and only I would know the code.

I could choose a time of laughing,
a time of happiness and fun.
I could choose a time that tried me
through everything I've done.

I sat and thought about what moment
would always make me smile.
One that would always push me
to walk that extra mile.

If I'm feeling sad and low,
if I'm struggling with what to do,
I can go and open my little safe
and watch my moment through.

There are moments I can think of
that would lift my spirits every time.
The moments when you picked me up,
when the road was hard to climb.

For me to only pick one moment
to cherish, save and keep
is proving really difficult,
as I've gathered up a heap!

I've dug deep inside my heart,
found the safe and looked inside.
There was room for lots of moments;
in fact, hundreds if I tried.

I'm building my own little library,
embedded in my heart,
for all the moments spent with you
before you had to part.

I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through.
My little library acts as a promise;
I'll never ever forget you.

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58. My Angel Baby
- By Heather
- Published: May 2009
A Poem For The Child I Never Got To Meet

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I never got to see your eyes
or hold your hand or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which will never come true.

I never got to see your eyes
or hold your hand or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which will never come true.
My heart sank the day that I knew
I would never get to meet you.
I had made plans and had aspirations.
If only I had a little more patience.
I never thought the Lord would take you
away from me so soon.
But I'll never forget that dismal day,
around two in the afternoon.
The day I knew something was not right,
and through many tears I would have to fight.
Now, all I do is dream every night
about what life would have been like.
What if you really had been born?
But all we have are dreams of that,
and all we can do is mourn.
We will not mourn for you though,
because we know you're where you need to be,
even though it isn't here with me.
You are my angel baby because God wanted you with Him.
Now, forever with his angels, His praises you will sing.
None of my dreams for you will ever come true,
because of that day God chose to take you.
But, my angel baby, you will always be
in my heart forever, forever a part of me.
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59. Ode To Matthew
- By Joe Chow
- Published: April 2009
Death Of A Baby Grandson

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Matthew...

Have I not seen you a thousand-thousand times?

Matthew...

Have I not seen you a thousand-thousand times?

Among every movie, picture, and greeting card, have I not stared into your eyes?

Did I not spend every waking hour and every sleepless night mentally creating that which I should deem more than perfect?

Now, seeing your tiny fingers and little toes, your turned up nose and pouty mouth...will I not cherish such a vision?

Are you not the object dreams are made of?

Surely finite spaces shall never hold thee...certainly every dream, of every child, is merely a smattering of what you were to be...

Shall my heart ever stop breaking knowing that you will never be completely mine...

And yet...had I never seen you...how much more empty my life shall have been...xo grandpa

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60. Hills & Valleys
- By Sue Morton
- Published: February 2009
in Baby Death Poems

The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.

The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.

Sure, the pain will lessen
and I'll genuinely smile once more,
but the emptiness will stay
and my heart will forever be sore.

You were all I ever wanted,
and now you'll never be.
You were going to be my future;
now that has ceased for me.

I can't help this feeling
of feeling so alone,
but I just can't talk about it.
I don't want to be a moan.

So I'll keep writing
and talking to you in my mind.
Until we meet one day
and then true joy I will find.

I'm not saying
it's going to be soon,
even if it's years from now,
my joy will be over the moon.

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41. Sometimes

42. The Strength You Gave Me

43. A Celebration

44. God's Angel

45. Tiny Angel Wings

46. Tiptoed Moments

47. A Picture Of You

48. A Letter To My Unborn Child

49. Holding You Close

50. All I Know Is

51. Life Goes On

52. The Handing Over

53. This Basket Of Burdens

54. One Year Less

55. I Feel My Heart Breaking

56. I'm Here For You

57. My Memory Library

58. My Angel Baby

59. Ode To Matthew

60. Hills & Valleys