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Dear God,

Can you hear me?
Please God. Do you hear my cries?
The ones that echo pain deep within my mind and heart.
She is gone, God. My little girl is dead.
And I love her so.
I've tried to pray, to seek and to beg
Yet still, she is gone.
I would given my life for hers...

I do not understand.
You see, God, she left so suddenly.
Without even saying good-bye.
How can it be that she has changed my life s?
How can it be that others think I should forget her so abruptly and go on with my life?
How can I pretend, like she did not exist?

For her life and death have brought me to my knees, to You
And now, I seek the peace, which only Your midst can harbor
To ease this overwhelming grief.

But, stiil God I feel cheated.
I feel so desperate for her presence.
I want to look into her eyes
I want to tell how much she meant to me.
I want to kiss her gently with the smile of a proud mother,
not remember with tear burdened eyes.
But you can God.
Please, please tell her for me.
For I know she is in your care.

Tell her that her beauty has left me many priceless gifts.
Tell her that I think of her - Everyday, every hour, every moment.
Tell her how deeply I love her and miss her
Hold her in your majestic arms, just for me, Lord.
Rock her gently and whisper in her ear
Tell her that Mommy aches for her, still and always.

For the only strength that remains is the strength which You grant me
In knowing that You, and only You, Father
Can love her the way that I do....

Amen

Missing Our Babies On Mother's Day

I thought of you all, I closed my eyes
and prayed to God today.

I asked what makes a mother
and I know I heard Him say,
A mother has a baby.
This we know is true.

But Gad can you be a Mother
when your baby's not with you?

"Yes you can!", He replied
with confidence in His voice'
"I give many women babies,
when they leave is not their choice.."

Some I send for a lifetime
and other's for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
but there's no need to stay.

I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here.

He took a breath and cleared His throat
and then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
what your child is doing today.

If you could see your child smile
with other children and say,

"We go to earth to learn our lessons
of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom
who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quick
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much
but I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
on her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
and whisper in her ear,
Mommy don't be sad today
I'm your baby and I'm here."

So you see
my dear sweet one,
your children are OK.

Your babies are here in my home
and this is where they'll stay.

They'll wait for you with me
until your lesson is through.
And on that day you come home
They'll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a Mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of
right from the very start.

Though some on earth may not realize
that you are a Mother until their time is done.
They'll be up here with me one day
and know your the best one.

I'll lend for a little time
a child of mine He said,
For you to love him while she lives
and mourn for when she's dead.
It may may be six or seven years,
or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back,
take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you,
and should her stay be brief,
you'll have her lovely memories
as solace for your grief.

I can not promise she will stay,
since all from earth return
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the world wide over
in my search for teachers true.
And from the thrones that crowd life's lanes
I have selected you,
Now will you give her all your love,
nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate when I came
to take her back again?

I fancied that I heard them say
"Dear Lord Thy will be done"
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
the risk of grief will run.
Wee'll shelter her with tenderness,
we'll love her while we may,
And for the Happiness we've known
forever grateful stay;
But shall the angels call for her
much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief comes
and try to understand."