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61. Dear God
- By Jo Huggins
- Published: March 2012
in Baby Death Poems

I know I don't pray to you as often as I should,
But I need you to help me, please, if you would.

Will you please give a message to my little angel Luke?

I know I don't pray to you as often as I should,
But I need you to help me, please, if you would.

Will you please give a message to my little angel Luke?
I know this is a big thing I ask of you,
Oh! Tell him the message is from his Daddy too!

My beautiful son, there's so much I need to say,
Things I didn't get to tell you on that cold, sad day.

Son, your Daddy and I love you.
Even though you are not here,
In our hearts we will always hold you dear.

I know we're not supposed to ask God why,
But I ask God constantly why you had to die.

We don't always feel it,
But God has helped your Dad and me.
There's some things he has brought to our attention,
Some things he wanted us to see

I have always heard things happen for a reason,
That it happens in its own due season.

Something good always comes out of something bad,
So here are some reasons to help me from being so sad.

You were taken from us on that cold December day,
But heaven is your home forever to stay.

We will never get to see you walk,
Or as a little man grow,
But sickness or pain you will never know.

Tears I will never get to wipe from your eyes.
When this makes me sad, I will just look to the sky.

I will always wonder what color your eyes would have been.
Then I think, they never saw sin.

Heaven or Hell, you didn't have to choose.
For that reason you did not lose.

I know you're with Jesus.
For this I can grin.
Because you didn't have a choice,
You couldn't help but win.

Son, I do have some memories of you,
Even though they are few,
But these memories are going to help me make it through.

Like you moving inside me
That I am thankful I got to feel.
It's these memories that are going to help me heal.

Luke, I just wanted to tell you that I love you,
And goodbye I will not say,
Because goodbyes are forever, and I will be with you again someday.
So until then, continue to laugh and play.
Your Daddy and I love you and that's all I need to say.

God, there is one more thing you can give my son
That I did not get to give.
God will you please give this to him?
Tell him it's from Mommy,
That it's my special kiss.
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62. Beautiful Boy
- By Lorraine Durkin
- Published: May 2021
Mom, Remember Me

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Remember me with laughter, for I loved to make you smile.
I'll be that funny thought you haven't thought of in a while.
Remember me when sunshine is streaming on your face;
the warmth that you are feeling is me and my embrace.

Remember me with laughter, for I loved to make you smile.
I'll be that funny thought you haven't thought of in a while.
Remember me when sunshine is streaming on your face;
the warmth that you are feeling is me and my embrace.
Remember me with pride, for you raised me to be true,
and know that I am grateful that God gave me to you.
Remember when you think of me, I'm thinking of you too,
and when you're really missing me, I'm really missing you.
Remember when you hear a song that fills your heart with joy,
it's the love that I am sending you, xo Your Beautiful Boy
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63. Little Angel Unknown
- By Ronnie Hunter
- Published: August 2008
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A little angel unknown, I am; my place is as an angel in a secret land.
I didn't have a name as such; you didn't get the chance.
I wasn't meant to live on earth, just touch you by the hand.
I've been sent to touch your lives, and I know you'll think that cruel,

A little angel unknown, I am; my place is as an angel in a secret land.
I didn't have a name as such; you didn't get the chance.
I wasn't meant to live on earth, just touch you by the hand.
I've been sent to touch your lives, and I know you'll think that cruel,
but it's only special people that are chosen as exceptions to the rules.
I knew you would love me from the very start,
from that first sighting and beating of my tiny heart,
so I know that it will hurt you that you have to say goodbye,
but I am your guardian angel now, and I'll dry the tears from your eyes.
I'll be there by your side wherever you go.
I will hear you speak of me often and what I might have been if I'd grown.
I'll be the special angel in the picture that you have.
I'll remind you of my brother and my dad.
I'll have your little features all of you as one,
and I'll love you always as my special mum.
You might not have gotten to see me as a living, breathing thing,
but I'll be the ribbon around your heart and my love will be deep within.
This pleasure I promise will be mine,
to be your guardian angel from now until the end of time.
I'll gift you with my presence every night within your dreams,
walk always as your special unknown angel,
gifted to you within just for a short while,
so think of me often and smile.
For I am your very own special unknown gifted child.
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64. Leaving Tears
- By Lawrence J. Bach
- Published: July 2013
Poem From A Grieving Father

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The mourning, misty oak leaves weep.
Warm dew drops falling from them sweep
Across cold stones in salty streams,
Spent tears for Steven's broken dreams.

The mourning, misty oak leaves weep.
Warm dew drops falling from them sweep
Across cold stones in salty streams,
Spent tears for Steven's broken dreams.

Wolves howl under a death pale moon.
Dark sirens from the forest gloom.
Black winds carry the raven's cry.
Steve's severed spirit crossed the sky.

Strong oak forest groans and grieves
For red drops dripping on its leaves
From a son who lies beneath the sod
In peaceful rest from loving God.

The mourning oak tree sheds its tears,
For laughter it no longer hears.
Clear drops hang from limbs in sorrow
And drowns all dreams of hope tomorrow.

Each night a father hangs his head
Against the dark; he cries, eyes red
While Steven dreams in still-heart sleep.
The oaks, they haunt yet nightly weep.
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65. 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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66. 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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67. 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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68. Hills & Valleys
- By Sue Morton
- Published: February 2009
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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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69. Why I Am Left Alone
- By Crystal
- Published: April 2008
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Why do all the people I care for have to die.
Why do I have to sit here and pretend I'm happy when there's so much pain inside.
Why do I have to see you go so far and never knowing you wouldn't come back.
Why do I have to be the one to lose everyone I love.

Why do all the people I care for have to die.
Why do I have to sit here and pretend I'm happy when there's so much pain inside.
Why do I have to see you go so far and never knowing you wouldn't come back.
Why do I have to be the one to lose everyone I love.
Why do I have to see everyone I care for leave me here to die, when I stayed by their side.
It seems in this world I'm all alone, and my self calling hell my home.
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70. Dance Again
- By Lisa Hart
- Published: March 2014
Comfort After Dreaming Of Son Who Passed

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I see a waltz frozen in time,
dancing and spinning, spinning and dancing.
My ear pressed up against his chest,
I hear his heartbeat over and over again.

I see a waltz frozen in time,
dancing and spinning, spinning and dancing.
My ear pressed up against his chest,
I hear his heartbeat over and over again.
Spinning and dancing, dancing and spinning,
in this...our frozen waltz in time.

Through the mist of this dance,
I see a small ray of light.
I know in my heart this must be the sun,
inch by inch...
I feel its warmth, slowly melting our frozen waltz in time.

I cry out to the sun,
no, please go away...
please don't wake me and make my waltz go away.
Let me continue dancing and spinning
and spinning and dancing in this...
our frozen waltz in time.

Yet...the sun keeps coming,
rising higher and higher,
melting away this frozen waltz
that I have danced with you for so long.

Again, I cry out.
No, please go away.
My hands are slipping, and I can't hold on,
and the sound of his heart is fading away.
Please sun...leave us alone.

The sun is now above me,
and the dance floor has disappeared,
but tell me sun, please tell me,
why my frozen waltz is no longer here?

Then I opened my eyes, I started to smile,
It was just a dream.
My son and me in this frozen time,
dancing and spinning and spinning and dancing,
in this frozen waltz in time.

Thank you, God, for one more waltz,
one more dance with him,
and when I close my eyes tonight,
please let me dance again.
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71. Balloons
- By Tara Pendley
- Published: December 2008
To Everyone Who Has Ever Lost A Child

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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 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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72. 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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73. 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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74. A Mother's Touch
- By Shawna R. Brown
- Published: July 2006
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Lay down my little angel
I will rock you to sleep
Close your eyes my little angel,
And don't make a peep....

Lay down my little angel
I will rock you to sleep
Close your eyes my little angel,
And don't make a peep.
She holds you close or so you think;
Until you awake and her touch is a dream.

What happened to the warmth, her hands used to bring.
What happened to the mellow, her sweet voice used to sing.
What happened to the smell, her perfume left behind?
What happened to the kiss, she left on my forehead.
What happened to the prayer, she said before bed.

Was it just a dream or long, long ago?
Maybe a year or three.
I guess I will never know.

Will I ever feel her touch?
Will I ever see her smile?
Will she ever kiss my forehead?
Will she ever pray with me just before bed?

Am I her little angel or was it just a dream?
Am I her little angel or so it seemed?
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75. I Love You
- By Synisha Bailey
- Published: August 2008
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I never got to know you
I never got to hold you
I never got to kiss you
But I'll always miss you

I never got to know you
I never got to hold you
I never got to kiss you
But I'll always miss you

Mom says she's the blame
I say she's not the blame
There's people out here just the same
Yeah some might say it's lame

I am going insane
From all this pain
I think your tears are in the rain
I just can't handle this much pain

I can't wait to get to heaven and hold you
And sit down and get to know you
I will never stop kissing you
And I will never stop missing you

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76. My First Child
- By Martha E. Baltazar-Reyes
- Published: November 2008
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Since the day you were in my tummy
I knew I'd be a great mommy
I'd love to feel every kick you gave
How I wish I'd see you wave

Since the day you were in my tummy
I knew I'd be a great mommy
I'd love to feel every kick you gave
How I wish I'd see you wave

Getting things ready for the big day
Knowing soon I'm going to see you play
Seeing one big smile on your face
All the little things you'll do we'll be amazed

Now God may have taken the best of us
But only he knows what he does
That day in April I saw you go down
Since then I carry a frown

Having to move on, not forgetting your face
Letting you know that in my heart is a space
Where you'll stay to play all day
and you'll never have to go away
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77. 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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61. Dear God

62. Beautiful Boy

63. Little Angel Unknown

64. Leaving Tears

65. The Handing Over

66. Tiny Angel Wings

67. A Celebration

68. Hills & Valleys

69. Why I Am Left Alone

70. Dance Again

71. Balloons

72. Tiptoed Moments

73. Holding You Close

74. A Mother's Touch

75. I Love You

76. My First Child

77. Ode To Matthew