My private poem I did not send to Patty, thought it was too sad
I think of what will never be...the joy
of seeing Sarah turn three
I'm sad that there will be no balloons or birthday cake;
never will she blow the candles out,
"Lord why?!" I still shout.
I must accept that for Sarah we will not celebrate her birthday
again, I imagine her at five and then ten, and
what a lovely teen she would of been...
To express my deep feelings of loss, I can't
even begin.
11/13/97
As suddenly as she came, she went, suddenly, suddenly...
Sarah was truly Heaven sent, so suddenly taken away from us..suddenly, suddenly
She brightened our days for her short life, then
suddenly, suddenly...she went to be with Jesus
We miss her so much here on earth; untill suddenly the Lord will return and suddenly,
suddenly, we will see Sarah again
Suddenly, suddenly
we will reunite, then
it will be allright
(This is a song I wrote to my own little lullabye
tune 12/21/97)
JUST AFTER SARAH DIED, HE SANG IT AT
HER FUNERAL
If ever there ws a miracle from God, Oh Sarah she was
Even for such a short, short time
Oh lord how she touched our live
Wake up in the morning
mom it's time to play
no time to clean up
we must be on our way
Lord we thank you for the life you give
we know that you can take away
the burning question in all our hearts
is why you coulndn't let her stay?
Wait for daddy in the
afternoon, behind the
front door screen, He
prays that she might be
there, from now on,
only in his dreams
September 1997
