**Once again, As i had mentioned, these poems are a collection of poems from other websites. I have not written any of these poems myself, and I'm sorry I do not have any of the authors names. |
There's a special Angel in Heaven that is a part of me. It is not where I wanted her, but where God wanted her to be. She was here but just a moment, like a nighttime shooting star. And though she is in Heaven, she isn't very far. She touched the hearts of many, like only an Angel can do. We held her every minute for the end we all knew. So I send this special message to the Heaven up above Please take care of my Angel and send her all my love. |
May you always walk in sunshine And God's love around you flow; For the happiness you gave us, No one will ever know. It broke our hearts to lose, But you did not go alone; A part of us went with you, The day God called you home. A million times we've needed you, A million times we've cried. If love could have only saved you, You never would have died. |
Don't think of her as gone away~ Her journey has just begun. Life holds so many faucets~This earth is only one Just think of her as resting~ From the sorrows and tears, In a place of warmth and comfort, Where there are no days and years. Think of how she must be wishing~ That we could know today, How nothing but out sadness, can really go away. And think of her as living~ In the hearts of those she touched.... For nothing loved is ever lost~ And she was loved so very much. |
Tiny Footprints These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at all. Not one tiny footprint, For now I have my wings. These tiny footprints, were meant for other things. You will hear my tiny footprints, In the patter of the rain. Gentle drops like angel's tears, of joy and not from pain. You will se my tiny footprints, in each butterflies' lazy dance. I'll let you know I'm with you, If you just give me a chance. you will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves. I will wisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves. Most of all these tiny footprints, are found on mommy's heart. 'Cause even though I'm gone now, we'll NEVER truly part. |
The Cord We are connected, My child and I, By an Invisible cord. Not seen, by the eye. It's not like the cord, That connects us 'til birth. This cord can't be seen, By anyone on Earth. This cord does it's work, Right fromt he start. It binds us together, Attached to my 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, Is hard to describe. It can't be destroyed, It can't be denied. It's stroner than any cord, Man could create. It withstands the test, Can hold any weight. And though you are gone, Though you're 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 child, Death can't take it away. |
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