In loving memory of
beautiful, precious little Chloe Lorraine Broad
December 22, 2002 to November 11, 2003

Oh, Chloe

Oh, Chloe, why did you leave me?
I had so much to show you yet,
You tried so hard to catch up,
Now all that's left is regret.

Oh, Chloe, didn't you know my plan for you?
You were to be my miracle girl,
Everyone thought you'd beat the odds,
Instead we are all so unsure.

Oh, Chloe, I won't ever hear you call me mommy,
That word was a part of a dream,
So this makes me close my eyes so often,
To hear you when I sleep.

Oh, Chloe, you were almost one year old,
What a celebration it would've been,
Knowing you made it through that awful year,
And could still laugh, still wave, still grin.

Oh, Chloe, can't I do this again?
Where is my second chance?
We were so far from being done playing,
Unfinished songs, an unfinished dance.

Oh, Chloe, no one knew you like I did,
No one understood your dreams,
But I did, I knew them,
I knew exactly what your cries would mean.

And, Chloe, people tell me to remember,
They tell me to be glad,
But how can I do that,
when your memories make me so sad?

And, Chloe, they tell me that you are in Heaven,
But what should I do with that belief,
When you made my world a paradise,
Your presence brought such relief.

But with you gone,
The relief is replaced with ache,
Because it was time to feel some victory,
Not time to have my heart break.

The days without you keep coming,
The march of time seems to move so slowly,
How I wish it could march backwards,
Because I miss you so much, My Chloe.

Oh, Chloe, I wish this wasn't our fate,
I don't know what to do,
I just wish you were still with me,
Because I miss you and I love you.

You will always have a place in my heart,
A place to stay near to me,
I still want more than that for us,
I won't forget you, so don't forget me.

Written by her mommy Amber Broad



Chloe Lorraine

Chloe Lorraine, to sum up very briefly was born with HLHS, simply put, a half a heart, and underwent 3 open heart surgeries, 4 cardiac caths, several debridements and spent her first six months, including Christmas, Valentine's day, my birthday, her sister's birthday, Easter and Mother's day in the ICU. I am so relieved and happy to say that she did spend five normal, happy baby months at home before she died. She had the chance to try and catch up with her peers, eat table food, blow kisses and wave bye-bye.

Copyright © Amber Broad

  

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