Tuesday, June 9, 2009

My Little Butterfly

My Little

It happened so quick

It happened so fast

How could we know

That is was your time to go

You have no more bandages

You are in no more pain

But my heart is breaking

And life without you will
never be the same

I know you are happy

Flying high in the sky

Soaring though the wind

Like a little butterfly

I am not worried,

This isn’t good bye

‘Cause next time I see a
butterfly flying real low

That will be you coming to
say hello

I close my eyes and think
of you

And wonder where you are

But you are always in my

So you are never very far

So fly my little Angel

Fly real high

Just like all of the other

Up in the sky

~Sara Denslaw 2008

Don't Tell Me You Understand

Don't tell me that you understand, don't tell me that you know.
Don't tell me that I will survive, how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me this is just a test, that I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for the task, apart from all the rest.
Don't come at me with answers that can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.
Don't stand in pious judgment of the bonds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to grieve, don't tell me when to cry.
My life is filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,
But I need you and your love...Unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry, and say, "My friend, I care."

Author Unknown


Untitled Poem

I think about you day and night and wonder "Why Me?",
I wanted you so very much my precious baby.
At least I had the chance to hold you and feel your touch.
And to tell you to remember Mommy loves you very much.
I know they say with time the pain will go away.
But my love and memories for you will always stay.
I wanted so much to hear you laugh and cry,
so many dreams have just passed me by.
I know I must let go and begin to move on,
but I don't know how to say goodbye...
(Author Unknown)

Simple Treasures

A few poems I really love and hold dear to me.

You were a part of us and we knew a life was there.
We would wonder--a boy or girl? Would you have hair?
I reflect back on the memories of what I felt inside
Were you growing? Was that a aflutter? Were your eyes open wide?
Now you're here but not as we planned.
Our dreams have been shattered as we touch your little hand.
Your tiny feet, your sleeping face, we know you're in a special place.
Your peaceful look, your little nose. God cradles you in sweet repose.
But we have these gifts to hold close to heart.
And we will always have the memories of which you are a part.
You were a part of us and we knew a life was there.
We thank you for these simple treasures you have placed within our care.
(Author Unknown)