| **These poems have been gathered from other websites. None of these poems have I written myself. I don't have any of the authors names though. Sorry. |
| I'll Be there Daddy please don't look so sad, Momma please don't cry, cause I am in the arms of Jesus and He signs me lullabies. Please try not to question God, don't think He is unkind, Don't think He sent me to you, And then He changed His mind. You see, I am a special child, And I'm needed up above. I'm the special gift you gave Him, The product of your love. I'll always be there with you, watch the sky at night Find the brightest star that's gleaming, That's my halo's brilliant light. You'll see me in the morning frost, That mists your window pane, That's me in the summer showers, I'll be dancing in the rain. When you feel a gentle breeze, From a gentle wind that blows. That's me, I'll be there, Planting a kiss on your nose. When you see a child playing, And your heart feels a little tug, That's me, I'll be there, Giving your heart a hug. So, daddy, please don't look sad, Momma don't you cry, I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies. |
| The Broken Cord We little knew that morning that God Was going to call your name. In life we loved you dealy, In death we do the same. It broke our hearts to lose you, You did not go alone; For part of us went with you, The day God called you home. You left us peaceful memories, Your love is still our guide; And though we cannot see you, You are always at our side. Our family chain is broken, And nothing seems the same; But as God calls us, one by one, The chain will link again. |
| Perfect Even in Death No one remembers, I cannot say why. Only thing I keep thinking, Is that nobody tried. You were mine, only mine. No one knew you like me. I don't know why He couldn't Just let you be. So much I learned, So much I lost- Everything turned, toppled and tossed. Buttlerfly flutters, then turns and kicks.... Then, that sad day.... was my mind playing tricks? No cry no movement, Not even a breath.... As you lay on my tummy- Perfect even in death. My daughter you were, My daughter you'll always be |
| Little Footprints How very softly you tiptoed into my world. Almost silently, Only a moment you stayed. But what an imprint your footsteps have left upon my heart. |
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