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sung by Celine Dion
from Falling Into You
Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again.
Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet.
Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget.
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light.
This song was played at his Christofer's funeral and dedicated to Christofer by his Noni (grandma)
You sent us this Child,
Like an Angel from above,
You sent us this baby,
A gift of your love,
But now he is sick,
His body is frail,
We've prayed and prayed,
But all seems to fail,
We don't understand,
What's in your plan,
Bue Lord we've put this baby,
Back in your hands,
As we contunue to pray,
And tears come to our ees,
We remember that you were the one,
Who gave him his life,
If you decide to leave him in our care,
We'll teach him your love,
To give and to share,
We'll teach him that you came,
To die on the cross,
Just for us, you suffered that loss,
If you decide to take him,
To your home in the sky,
We'll continue to trust you,
Though we may still cry,
We won't understand,
No matter how hard we try,
But in the end we know,
It's all part of your great plan,
So Lord we leave our child in your hands,
And though we know its best,
It's hard to say still,
Lord with our baby,
Please do your will
Written by: Krystal Magni
In Loving Memory of Christofer James Frazier
This Poem was written to Christofer by his cousin while he was fighting in the hostpial.
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Violets Are Blue
Christofer we will always
Miss You
Love
Uncle James
When God calls little chidlren to dwell with him above
We mortals often question the wisdom of his love
For no heartache can compare with the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild
Perhaps God tries calling the aged to his fold
So he picks a rosebud before it can grow old
God knows how much we need them so he takes but a few
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view
Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try
The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Good-bye"
So when the little child departs
We who are left behind must realize God loves children
And angels are hard to find.
by Elaine Grier, TCF
Atlanta, GA
Every time I am in a group of bereaved parents, I hear people say things like "I wish I had him back"
or " I wish my child hadn’t died". Those wishes unfortunately, can never come true. Another wish I heat is "I wish my friends at church or neighbors or relatives understood what I am going through and were more supportive. This is a wish that has some possibility of coming true if we are able to be honest and assertive with the people around us. What do we wish others understood about the loss of our child? Here is a partial list of such wishes:
1.I wish you would not be afraid to speak my child’s name.
2. If I cry or get emotional if we talk about my child, I wish you knew that it isn’t because you have hurt me, the fact that my child died has caused my tears. You have allowed me to cry and thank you. Crying and emotional outbursts are healing.
3. I wish you wouldn’t kill my child again by removing from your home his pictures, artwork or other remembrances.
4. I will have emotional highs and lows, ups and downs. I wish you wouldn’t think that if I have a good day my grief is over, or if I have a bad day I need psychiatric counseling.
5. I wish you knew that the death of a child is different from other losses and must be viewed separately. It is the ultimate tragedy and I wish you wouldn’t compare it to your loss of a parent, a spouse or a pet.
6. Being a bereaved parent is not contagious so I wish you wouldn’t shy away from me.
7. I wish you knew all of the "crazy" grief reactions that I am having are in fact very normal. Depression, anger, frustration, hopelessness, and the questioning of values and beliefs are to be expected following the death of a child.
8. I wish you wouldn’t expect my grief to be over in 6 months. The first few years are going to be exceedingly traumatic for us. As with alcoholics, I will never be cured or a former bereaved parent.
9. I wish you understood the physical reactions to grief. I may gain weight or lose weight, sleep all the time or not at all, develop a host of illnesses and be accident prone, all of which may be related to my grief.
10. Our child’s birthday, the anniversary of his death, and holidays are a terrible time for us. I wish you would tell us that you are thinking of our child on these days, and if we get quiet and withdrawn, just know that we are thinking about our child and don’t try to coerce us into being cheerful.
11. I wish you understood that grief changes people. I am not the same person I was before my child died and I never will be that person again. If you keep waiting for me to "get back to my old self" you will stay frustrated. I am a new creature with new thoughts, dreams, aspirations, values, and beliefs, Please try to get to know the new me, maybe you’ll like me still.
Instead of sitting around waiting for our wishes to come true, we have an obligation to teach people some of the things we have learned about our grief. We can teach those lessons with great kindness, believing that people have good intentions and want to do what is right, but just don’t know what to do with us, or we can’t sit and wait, I believe our children would want us to help the world understand.
(With love, Tina)
Walking Alone
Down the Autumn Path
Watching a Golden Leaf Fall
A Gentle Breeze Blows
Bringing Memories Back
Of a Loss, So Fresh and New
Just Like the Earth
With its Endless Change
Such a Hard Circle of Life
I See Your Pain
And Want You to Know
With Love, All Things Grow Again
We're Here For You
On the Autumn Path
We've Seen the Golden Leaf Fall
~We Send to You
Our Best Wishes~
During Your Time of Sorrow
With Love,
For a Better Tomorrow
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints of snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am gentle Autumnal rain.
When you waken in the morning hush, I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
Author Unknown
I'll lend you for a little time, a child of mine, He said.
For you to love while helives, and mourn when he is dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him fo rme?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay, since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call, to take him back again?
I fancied that I heard them say, Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy child shall brink, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may;
And for the happiness we've known, will ever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.
By: Edgar Guest
My silent child
our precious baby,
Close to my heart
I'll keep you with me.
An important job
God has for you,
There is love to give,
and work to do.
He needs an angel
strong but small,
To shine light on many
and give love to all.
Before you go
I give you this,
half my heart
and one last kiss.
We'll miss you dearly
that we know,
But by God you were
chosen,
So to heaven, you must go
In Memory of our little Christofer
Written By:
Casey Gonzalez
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