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Sitting here with my grandson
©Patricia Orr
As they handed you to me to hold
© Patricia Orr
Life goes on
© Christy Walker
Scared and worried, What to do...
I remember the day I told your daddy about you
Even though I never got to see your small sweet face.
Sitting Here With You
In memory of Lane Allen Orr
March 12, 2002
I sit quietly and my mind strays,
As I think of other grandparents
and how they spend their days.
Some spend them at the playgrounds
pushing grandkids in the swings,
Some lie in the newly mown grass
and listen to little ones dreams.
Running thru the tall grass
with butterflies and nets,
Catching different kinds of bugs
and keeping them for pets.
Getting chocolate cookie kisses
and lots of I love you's,
Looking through old pictures
and seeing how much they grew.
But sitting here with my grandson
I have no one to hold,
The angels came and took him
When he was just a day old.
So I visit his little grave side
and I ask our God above,
To please keep him in his loving arms
and let him know that he is forever loved..
Grandma....
Lane Allen Orr
about my still born grandson...
my eyes filled up with tears,
I had planned on spending lots of time
with you for many years.
But the angels came and took you
as soon as you arrived,
and I was left to sift through all my grief
which has left me old and tired.
To stand and watch my youngest son
lay his first born son to rest,
Was one of the hardest days within my life
and has put my faith to test.
But we know that your with God today
in the beautiful sky above,
Rest peacefully, my precious baby, Lane
I'll see you soon
and know you'll be forever loved...
Grandma
Or So I've Heard It Said
Emotions I feel about my son
and life after his death
In Memory Of
Skylar Trevon Walker
November 16,1994 - July 4,1999
Or so I've heard it said
But little do they know It isn't that easy for some
It's time to move on
Or so I've heard it said
But how does a mother Move on
from the loss of their child
You have to get over it
Or so I've heard it say
But did they watch their baby die
Right before their eyes
Time will heal your pain
Or so I've heard it said
But my heart is still bleeding
Though it's been so many years
Your child is in a better place
Or so I've heard it said
Though I know this is true
It doesn't take away my pain
Your angel wouldn't want you to cry
Or so I've heard it said
But how does a mother stop the tears
When she can't be with her own child
You can always have more children
Or so I've heard it said
But even if I did
They would never replace my one and only son
I know some mean well But they have no idea
the pain a mother feels
When her child is taken from her
And she never even got any goodbye's.
Differences
About Grieving
Lying under a dark night sky,
A sky like the ponderous accent of the underworld.
Waiting for a star to die,
To soar across the inky firmament
and land where the rainbow ends.
Not for the wish, but for the experience
That will resolve my mystification.
Wondering how a star could fall so gracefully,
While when we die there is a boundless legacy of agony.
In Memory of
~Baby Heaven~
A Teenage Mothers Will
About Teenage Pregnancy
Afraid and alone, so confused...
Couldn't tell a soul about my mistake,
to have this baby was my unseen fate.
I'm too young, I'm still a teen
Being a mother, I just can't be
I will give up my teenage life and all my friends
for you my baby, I must tend.
He's growing inside, the day would soon come
I bring into this world my beautiful son
I'm sorry son, I don't have much...
I pray to God for his loving touch.
All I can do is do my best,
to give you more and never less.
I don't regret having you, I never will...
Not having more to give you, is my only guilt!
I pray I'm a good mother.
I know you deserve more,
but believe me son,
I'll give you all, in any shape or form!
By Joyce Manibusan
Our little boy
Andrew Scott died on October 25, 2002
I never knew how much joy a baby could bring
A little bit of sunshine that we never knew
Could make our hearts so proud; ready to sing
We shared our news with friends and family
Thinking about the life we would share
Ready for the future; looking ahead happily
With you in the center, our reason to care
We saw you curled up in a tight little ball
A gift you shared that we weren't supposed to see
We knew then the joy that is a parent's call
We got to see your heart beating inside of me
But the heartbeat stopped and you were gone
We weren't ready to say goodbye on that day
Five months wasn't for us very long
We didn't want anyone to take you away
Our little boy, we waited so long to know you
We wanted to protect you and shower you with love
We cry when we think of never again holding you
But we feel comfort that you are with God above
Andrew, you will always stay close to our heart
And a part of us will always belong to you
A new child will never replace your part
You'll always be our firstborn forever true
Wendy and Dave Frankel
Even Though
The loss of my baby Angel Gonzalez
Even though I never got to feel your sweet embrace.
Even though I never got to spend with you a a while.
Even though I never got to see your small sweet smile.
Even though I never got to hear your sweet voice talk.
Even though I never got to teach you how to walk.
Even though I never got to calm your biggest fears.
Even though I never got to wipe away your tears.
Even though you went before me with our father up above.
Even though I never got to show you how so much you were loved.
Even though these things have not happened.
Even though you are not here.
I know you are in good hands now every time I shed a tear.
Stephanie Gonzalez
Christain
One of confusion to a greater meaning
Someone who longs to find her greater self with no seeing
Visions of self conscious misread to less beings.
A life of great desire to an unknown source.
An image of many with many force.
A young woman who needs to understand her lifes course.
Blind by her own weakness to vision of her own self crying
to seek equal ness of those confused about life themselves.
A young life fighting for her path of the image she really is.
By Lindsey
