Poems that mean a lot to me

We once shared a special place
inside our mother's womb
we kicked and played both night and day
within our little room

The three of us were just born too soon
we're sorry we could not stay
our job is to be your angels now
and watch over you night and day.

I know it's hard to know just why
God takes us before our time
He knows what's best so please don't cry
we really are just fine.

Christian, Ethan and Makenna:

mom and dad need you now
to help wipe away their tears
oh the love and joy you'll bring to them
to treasure through the years

Someday you'll all come and stay with us
that day when it's your time
you'll see the beauty, peace, and love
for Heaven is so sublime

We share a very special bond
your our family whom we adore
apart for now, but we'll always belong
we're your triplets forevermore.

Love
Avery, Grace, and Noah

Written for Kim by Marilyn




This poem is dedicated to my wonderful husband Eric.
He stood by me and still does, no matter what I am going through.
He never burdens me with his grief, although I wish he would.
So my darling Eric, this is for you...

It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief,
Since "men don't cry" and "men are strong"
No tears can bring relief.

It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And field the calls and visitors
So she can have some rest.

They always ask if shes alright
And what she's going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?"

He hears her crying in the night
And thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her.
but "stays strong" for her sake.

It must be very difficult
to start each day anew
and try to be so very brave--
He lost his babies too.

Author Unknown


I Belong to a club nobody wants to join

I am a member of an exclusive club. No-one wants to be in this club,
the membership fees cost far too much.
I have never met any other members who willingly signed up,
none of us read the rules before we became members.

We do not have a secret handshake or a cute little mascot.
There are some who meet together on a regular basis
and others of us who stay home alone.

We are not all from the same country,
the same social circles, the same income bracket
or even the same belief system.
All of us would do just about anything to unsubscribe from this group
and yet we can not.
Once you are in this group you are a lifetime member.

What is this club I hear you ask,
one that demands so much from it members.
We are the mothers and fathers of children who we will not get to raise.
Babies who were born "still".
Instead of the first protesting cries of a newborn infant
we heard the hushed silence that ushered us into our "membership"
of the club that nobody wants to join.

Yes our membership is exclusive
and we would have it that no new members were added to our number,
yet sadly we know that this will not be.
Our children have left their legacy in our hearts.
We will never see their first smiles,
hear their first words or watch their first stumbling steps.

We are members of a club that recognize one another
not by a code word or a special handshake.
We know each other by the sad but knowing look in each others eyes
when someone asks how many children do you have.
We know each other through a shared grief,
we are the mothers and fathers of little ones who I believe we will see again.
My son's first smiles were not seen here on Earth
but were reserved for Heaven.
I will not see them grow but I will see them again.
It is a club we would not choose but one that was chosen for us.

If you are reading this because you are a new "member"
may you find comfort in knowing that others have gone before.
We do survive and we do go on.
There is a place in our hearts where we pin our membership badge
and our babies names are engraved upon them.

Dedicated in memory of my two sons.
Zac stillborn 19th January 2000 (Group B strep infection)
and his brother Jacob 9th August 2000 (Trisomy 13 )

Copyright © 2001 Wendy Lester. All Rights Reserved.
Do not reproduce without permission of author.


Special Angels

There are special angels in Heaven
that are part of me.
It is not where I want them
but where God wants them to be.

They were here but just a moment
like a night-time shooting star.
And though they are in Heaven
they aren't very far.

They touched the hearts of many
like only angels can do.
I would have held them every minute
if the end I only knew.

So I send this special message
to Heaven up above.
Please take care of my angels
and send them all my love.

~Author Unknown~


The Cord

We are connected
my child and I
By the invisible cord
not seen by the eye
Its not like the cord
that's connected us 'till birth
This cord can't be seen
by anyone on earth
This cord does it's work
right from the start
It bonds us together
attached at the heart
I know that it's there
though no one can see
the invisible cord
from my child to me
The strength of this cord
it's hard to describe
It can't be destroyed
it can't be denied
It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
can hold any weight
And though you are gone
though your not here with me
the cord is still there
But no one can see
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore
But this cord is my lifeline
as never before
I am thankful that God
connects us this way
A mother and a child
Death can't take it away

~ author unknown ~


What makes a Mother?

I thought of you and closed my eyes and prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother and I know I heard him say.
A Mother has a baby this we know is true.
But God can you be a Mother when your baby's not with you?
Yes you can, he replied with confidence in his voice.
I give many women babies, when they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime, and others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb but there's no need to stay.
I just don't understand this God, I want my baby here.
He took a breath, cleared his throat and then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you what your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile with other children and say,
We go to earth to learn our lessons of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me.
I learned my lesson very quickly, my Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much but I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep on her pillows where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear.
Mommy don't be sad today, I'm your baby and I'm here.
So you see my dear sweet one your children are ok.
Your babies are here in my home and this is where they'll stay.
They'll wait for you with me until your lesson is through.
And on the day that you come home, They'll be at the gates for you.
So now you see what makes a Mother, It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of right from the start.
Though some on earth may not realize you are a Mother,
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with me one day, and know you're the best one!





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