LINDSEY'S CLOUD, When A Child Dies

LINDSEY'S CLOUD

LINDSEY'S CLOUD
THEY WERE JUST NEWBORNS, YOU SEE,
A PART OF 'OUR' LOVE, A PART OF ME.
SHE WAS THE OTHER HALF OF HIM,
DID GOD CHOOSE HER ON A WHIM?
THE ANGELS CAME AND CRADLED THEM THAT DAY,
SHE WAS TO GO... HE WAS TO STAY.
THEY TOOK HER TO HEAVEN HIGH ABOVE,
AND EVERYDAY SINCE THEN, WE SEND HER OUR LOVE.
I OFTEN THINK OF MY 'LINDSEY',
I WONDER IF SHE MISSES ME.
SO SWEET AND SOFT, WITH DARK HAIR,
BUT THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE A PAIR.
HER EYES WERE BLUE...
AND HIS WERE TOO.
EACH DAY,AS I WATCH HIM GROW,
I FEEL THE NEED TO KNOW...
IS SHE WATCHING OVER HER TWIN BROTHER?
DOES SHE KNOW THE DEEP LOVE OF HER MOTHER?
COULD SHE SEE HER FATHERS TEARS,
AS THE NEWS OF HER PASSING, REACHED HIS EARS?
THOSE FEELINGS OF SADNESS, WE WILL ALWAYS FEEL,
THE EMPTY PART OF OUR HEART'S WILL NEVER HEAL.
AS WE LOOK AT EACH OTHER AND WONDER OUT LOUD
IS OUR 'ANGEL BABY' SLEEPING ON A SOFT CLOUD?
DO THE ANGELS KEEP HER HAPPY AND WARM?
WHEN SHE CRIES DO THEY FLY TO HER IN A SWARM?
I AM SURE GOD WATCHES OVER THIS CHILD OF MINE,
SOMEDAY WHEN GOD IS READY, I WILL JOIN HER, WHEN ITS TIME.
THEN I CAN TAKE MY ANGEL WINGS,
WRAP YOU UP, AND WHISPER THINGS.
I'LL TELL YOU I LOVED YOU... AND MISSED YOU SO...
AND ASK YOU IF YOU EVER, TRULY DID KNOW.
SOMEDAY YOU WILL MEET YOUR BROTHER TWIN,
THEN YOU WILL BE CONNECTED ALL OVER AGAIN.
FOR NOW, I'LL SING YOU LULLABIES,
AND MY VOICE WILL TRANSCEND THROUGH THE SKIES.
AND WHEN IT REACHES MY BABY, LINDSEY,
KNOW DEEP IN YOUR SOUL, IT'S FROM DADDY AND Me.

FOR:LINDSEY BY: ŠLEAH 12/13/99
DEDICATED TO: LINDSEY'S FAMILY, TINA, TOMMY, AND LINDSEY'S TWIN BROTHER, TAYLOR
WITH ALL MY LOVE, LEAH



AFTER I WROTE THIS POEM A GOOD FRIEND OF TINA'S SAW IT.
HE WROTE ME AN EMAIL TELLING ME HOW MUCH IT TOUCHED HIM.
I WAS FLATTERED, OF COURSE.
THEN A FEW WEEKS LATER HE SENT TINA THE FOLLOWING POEM.
TO KNOW THAT MY POEM INSPIRED THIS IS VERY NICE.
BUT THEN AGAIN OUR LOVE FOR TINA INSPIRED IT ALL.
YOU MIGHT WANT TO GRAB A TISSUE... ENJOY!!!

The Lost And Found

Hi! Mommie...I Love YOU !
This is my first note to you since I left
And it excites me so...
But there are some things I need you to know...

They have this room here for us ...
They call it the ' Waiting Room. '
I just love the place and so do the rest of the kids...
For in there...with the floor being made of Diamond they say...
I just stay for hours watching you and Taylor play.

And you know what is even more cool...
Sometimes ...and I just have not figured out why...
Kids are reunited with their Mommies...and the Mommies Cry.

Of course I have yet so much to learn...like the word Cry...
It is not even in the books they gave us to learn...
Gabriel, he is our Teacher...and a wonderful man...
But he told me "things" are different down in ' Your Land '...

While lying on the "Diamond" Floor last night...
I noticed you cry...and I ran to Gabriel and asked, Why.?
He tells me of a brand new word ...called Sad !
I run get my schoolbooks...and hurriedly look for Sad !
But Mommie, Mommie...my book only has the word...Glad !

But Gabriel...tells me it will be all right...
And he will send this message to you at First Light...
And he promises me...that you will be all right !

But my big surprise...I cannot wait to tell!
Is where they took us after lunch...
After the dinner bell...oh yeah...just to let you know...
We do eat up here...they say until we earn our wings...
And up here it is mostly all fun and games and silly things...

But the room Mommie you would not just believe.
It was called ~~The Lost And Found~~so big, so bright, so warm...
Mommie, Mommie sometimes I just never want to leave !
I watched a little boy the other day...he was running and jumping...
Playing hard ...you know like boys do...without a care...
I think his name is Teddy Bear...

Mary...that is another one of our Teachers...
Well he hugged her so tight...
Screaming all the time with all his might...
Mary, Mary...I have such grand luck...just look
I have found my Daddy's Truck...
Mommie, I felt his happiness and his joy...
But then thought how silly...for it was just a toy...

But Mommie I know you won't believe...
For Gabriel says sometimes down there things are not the best.
And I know you're tired and need you rest...
But let me tell you what happen next...

While looking through some toys and such...
For there was just so much to see and touch...
And now everything excites me so much !
And just when I thought I was finished and through...
I saw this doll...and Mommie it is.. YOU!
It is warm and smells... oh so sweet...
I run and jump and play so hard...
Some say Like Teddy Bear...who once had bad feet.

Oh Mommie, Mommie...thank you all so ever much !
And Mary tells me of a brand new word I need to know...
She tells me in her whispered breath...
That this is called "Never Letting GO" !
I don't know how you did it...but THANK YOU, OH SO MUCH...
For now...I have my MOMMIE...to always hug and touch...

Oh yeah by the way...before I go...
There is something else I want you to know...
I get these big red balloons every day...
They float through the diamond floor....sent my way,
By my twin Brother so full of life...

And Mom...you would laugh with me...
If you were only here to see...
The balloons pop...MOM yes they do !
And then the most amazing thing...
For things up here' Just Work That Way'...

When they pop...Mommie....I can hear Taylor say...
Sister , Sister...Who I Love....Mommie Says ...
Your up above...and I believe her...for this I know...
Cause I to have this ' angel ' who tells me so...
But it is not Gabriel...or even Mary...
My angel is here...and will always be...
The same one that loves both Taylor and me !
I know we are very very lucky both you and Me,
And of course Daddy...
For the angel we have is just called, Mommie !

Mommie I hope you enjoyed my first little note...
And even though Gabriel promises to teach me soon.
I wish you would not cry alone in your room...
For I am happy as I ever can be...
And Gabriel can't lie...I think it against the rules...
And he tells me sooner than I think you will be with me...
So until that time... until we meet...
I will hug and kiss my doll so sweet...
So whatever "Sad" means, Mommie...I hope your through...
Just know this...I will forever and always... love YOU!

Bye for now...Love, Lindsey

For: Tina By: Geno ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DEDICATED TO SMALL WONDERS...
OUR CHILDREN
Psalms 127:3...a gift from a heavenly source...
"The most precious gift you can give your child is your time "
"Children may not be very good at listening to their elders,
but they have never failed to imitate them."...


GODS GREATEST GIFT...
OUR PRECIOUS CHILDREN...

Take Extra Care with this Special Gift ...
Nurture them ....
Guide them ....
Protect them ....
and above all else ....
Remember ......


A child will make love stronger,
days shorter, nights longer, the home happier,
the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.

~Anonymous~



There are little eyes upon you
and they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
take in every word you say.




There are little hands all eager
to do anything you do;
And little children dreaming
of the day they'll be like you.




You're the little children's idol,
you're the wisest of the wise.
In their little minds about you
no suspicions ever rise.




They believe in you devoutly,
hold all you say and do;
they will say and do, in your way
when they're grown up just like you.




There's a wide-eyed little student
who believes you're always right;
and their eyes are always opened,
and they watch you day and night.




You are setting an example
every day in all you do;
For the little child who's waiting
to grow up to be like you.




~ Author Unknown ~




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