The following poem was written for Amanda by her best friend, Jessica. She read it at Amanda's memorial service. (unnamed) If tears could build a stairway, "My Mom is a Survivor" Child of Mine
Dearest Mommy
Friend Till the End
When you and I were little girls
we were the best of friends
but as the grown ups always said
good things have to end
It seems like just a day ago
that we were best of friends
I knew you'd be there for me
you'd have a hand to lend
You knew me from the day I was born
since then a friendship formed
there was candy, barbie dolls, and dreams
it seemed like it took us forever to grow to be teens
the golden ballerina that danced while your music box chimed
we've been through everything again time after time
we traded in our baby dolls for boys
we've been through tears and joy
I'll think of you like a summer day
cartwheels, swingsets, all day we'd play
when you moved we kept in touch
Amanda I miss you so much
I remember the Thanksgiving I was with family
You and your were there with me
since then I've lost Tom and you
if only I would have knew
You were proud of your son and you should be
he's a part of you left on earth for us to love and see
we'd sing our hearts out to a radio song
Amanda I can't believe you are gone
She had green eyes and chestnut hair
she was funny and loyal - she cared
she liked to read, she was kind
you know friends like that are hard to find
it's like she talks to me when that music box plays
her words are still with me today
she took the time to see the forest and not just the trees
she knew what it was to be happy and what it means
I was sad to hear the report
I'm sorry your life with us was so short
and whatever happened thick or thin
I had a friend till the end
By Jessica Anderson
December 3, 2000
Sometimes we can't help
but ask the reason "why?"..
when a person we love
will just suddenly die!
Our heart is emptied
and replaced with pain.
There's such a heartache
that no words can explain!
For, one day she's here...
but the next day, she's gone!
You're surrounded by love,
Yet you feel lost and alone!
Everyone has felt the sting of death...
at some point in their life!
They know it cuts into your heart...
just like a two-edged knife!
But, there's one thing
that we must all understand...
without "death", she can't walk
with God hand in hand!
And, if she could come back today...
to this cruel worldly place!
She'd tell you how great Heaven is,
as she'd wipe the tears from your face!
She'd tell you that Heaven
is such a beauty to behold;
that the paths are lined with jewels...
that she walks on streets made of gold!
She'd tell you not to cry for her...
To stop the flow of your tears!
For she now walks with Angels,
And...she'll always be near!
Written by: Kaye Des'Ormeaux
Copyright 1998
(June 2, 1998)
Dedicated to anyone
who has lost a loved one!
Used with written permission of the author. Gender changed to feminine by web mistress
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say goodbye,
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Anonymous
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her...
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
By Kaye Des'Ormeaux
October 15, 1998
Used with written permission
I gave you life, my child
On the day that you were born
The love you gave to me
Now helps this heart that's torn
I watched you grow and learn each day
As the years flew like a gentle breeze
Now if I could have you back again
I'd kneel and pray on my knees
I didn't know our life together
Would end after only a few years
Now my heart is sad and lonely
And life is full of tears
I always think about you
Not a day goes by that I miss
I cherish the memories we made
Yet forever I'll always wish....
That life had taken a different path
Or that I could un-do that last day
When I was given no warning
That you were going away
I often think if things were changed
And I had left and you stayed
Would I want you to feel the pain
When your mom was taken away?
I wouldn't want you to cry each night
Or have your heart broken in two
I'd want you to go on and live
And have my memories be special for you
I'd want you to remember me
And the love we forever shared
I'd never want you feeling lonely
But to know how much I cared
Now you live in Heaven
And I'm still waiting for my time
When the angels call my name
I'll step to the front of the line
On Mother's Day I will cry
As I usually always do
Because I'm a mom whose heart hurts
For my child who left too soon
Sharon Bryant
An Angels' Mom Forever
When you wonder the meaning of life and love
Know that I am with you,
Close your eyes and feel me kissing you
in the gentle breeze acrss your cheek.
When you begin to doubt that you shall ever see me again
Quiet your mind and hear me,
I am in the whisper of the heavens
Speaking of your love.
When you lose your identity
When you question who you are and where you are going,
Open your heart and see me.
I am the twinkle in the stars smiling down upon you,
Lighting the path for your journey.
When you waken each morning
Not remembering your dreams
But feeling content and serene
Know that I was with you -
Filling your night with thoughts of me.
When you linger in the remnant pain
Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar
Think of me and
Know that I am with you,
Touching you through the shared tears of a gentle friend
Easing the pain.
As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky
In the breathtaking glory, awaken your spirit
Think of our time, all too brief, but ever brilliant.
When you were certain of us, together
When you were certain of your destiny.
Know that God created that moment of time,
Just for us,
Dearest Mommy, I am with you always.
by Jennifer Cacciatore
My First Christmas In Heaven I've had my first Christmas in Heaven,
I sang with the Heavenly choir;
We sang the glad songs of redemption,
We sang once again with the angels,
Oh dear ones, I wish you had been here.
You know how I always loved Christmas;
Yes, now I can see why I loved it.
So dear ones on Earth, here's my greeting,
A glorious, wonderful day!
I stood with the Saints of the ages,
Who found Christ the Truth and the Way.
Just think! I who loved to sing!
And, oh! what celestial music
We brought to our Savior and King!
How Jesus to Bethlehem came,
And how they had called His name Jesus,
That all might be saved through His name.
The song that they spoke that blest morn.
When sheperds first heard the glad story
That Jesus, the Savior, was born.
No Christmas on Earth could compare
With all the rapture and glory
We witnessed in Heaven so fair.
It seemed such a wonderful day,
With all my loved ones around me,
The children so happy and gay.
And oh, what a joy it will be
When you and my loved ones are with me,
To share in the glories I see.
LOOK UP till the day dawn appears,
And oh, what a Christmas awaits us
Beyond our parting and tears.