Rainbows

      Rainbows would never be rainbows,
      if sunshine had never met rain.
      No one would ever need comfort,
      if there where no sadness and pain,
      But life holds both sunshine and showers,
      The days aren't all bright and fair--
      So look through the showers for the rainbows,
      You'll always find hope shining there.

      Thoughts On A Fifth Anniversary
      By: Janis Heil

      It's true that she's always in
      the back of my mind.
      But she's not always on my mind.
      When I think of her now, I
      remember her warmly.
      I rarely cry anymore out of
      hurt or anger.
      But there are times when something
      can throw me right back to that
      very day.
      And the depth of my feelings of
      loss and pain once again equal
      the depth of my love for her.
      And I cry. And I hurt.
      But it reminds me all the more
      that she will always be my child,
      part of my life, and that she's
      special enough to care about.
      Time has healed me,
      But time has not made me forget.

      A Grandmother's Prayer
      By: Evelyn Green

      Lead me out of my fog of despair,
      Lord, show me You love me, show me You care.
      I need your guidance, in You I trust:
      Give me the courage to do what I must.
      I'll hide the pain in my heart,
      And wipe the tears from my face.
      I'd do anything in the world
      To take my daughter's place.
      To save her the hurt that she's going through,
      And give her the peace of mind she's due.
      I've been down that road, and the pain can't be measured.
      I want for her only memories to be treasured.
      Though I don't understand Your wondrous ways,
      I thank you Lord, for those fourteen days:
      As surely as there is a sun,
      You, God, and Bradley were as one.

        Dear Friend,

        As you know, my son died three months ago. Please don't ask me if I'm over it yet--I'll never be over it. Nicholas was our son. He was a real human being whom we started to love the minute he was conceived. He grew within me for nine months. I was thrilled at every kick, as was my husband.

        Please don't tell me I'm young and can have more children. I know I can and I will when I'm ready.

        When you see me, don't be afraid to talk about Nicholas. It helps us to talk about him and remember the 3 ½ short weeks we had with him. If you don't know what to say, just say you're sorry or hug me. Don't be surprised if I cry and please, don't let it embarrass you.

        When I ask about your kids, don't be afraid to talk about them. But please, don't complain about them. I'd give anything to be awakened in the middle of the night by a baby.

        Don't ask how I'm doing if you don't want to hear the truth. And don't ask if there's anything you can do unless you really mean it.

        Finally, thank you for being a friend...and for caring enough to want to say the right things to me."

        By: Ella Warner, Clearbrook, B.C., Canada

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