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| In Loving Memory....My Firstborn Amanda Janaye Burgess May 30, 1980 |
| The Star |
| I stood outside my door one night And gazed up in the sky, And there among the dark blue clouds A star shone way up high. This star was not like all the rest It twinkled merrily, And though I looked with all my might, No brighter one I could see. I longed to hold this lovely star, I stretched with all my might, I caught it up inside my hands And held on to it tight. I cradled it within my arms, I crooned to it so sweet. I was so glad this star and I Had had the chance to meet. Again I looked up in the sky And what was that I see? A little window opened up And God peeped out at me. He smiled at me so gently, Reached down and touched the star, He said it was His favorite The biggest and brightest by far. He said sometimes He was lonely He missed the Star’s bright shine, A little tear coursed down my cheek I’d hoped it could be mine. I stood there one more second, and, oh, it was so hard! But I stretched my arms with all my might And gave the star back to God. By: Melody F., For Janice and James, with all my love. May 1980 |
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| This poem was written by a very dear friend, during the wee hours of the morning, while I was in labor, trying to give birth to my daughter, Amanda. Amanda was stillborn....an anencephalic infant. Anencephaly is a birth defect in which the brain stem closes off at the base of the neck during the early stages of development in the womb. The brain and skull are not allowed to form, so therefore, the infact ultimately dies. Some are stillborn, as mine was, others may manage to live a few hours or maybe even a couple days. This poem was truly inspired of God, because just as it says, I cradled her in my arms and crooned to her so sweet, I was so glad that she and I got the chance to meet. But, unfortunately, I also had to give her back to God. We can never know or understand why some things happen as they do, but we just have to trust in God and believe that everything happens for a reason. When I look up in the sky at night, I always see the brightest star and I know that SHE IS MINE! |
| Music: A Mothers Wish |