Poems

Mummy and daddy - a poem I found on the internet written by a mother who lost her baby

Mummy I am in Heaven so please don't shed your tears

I can see you and I love you and I will through all the years
I know you are my mother and none other would I have chose
For even up here in Heaven true love continues to grow.

Daddy I see that sometimes when you are all alone
your eyes get kind of misty and your thoughts they kind of roam
You are thinking of how things would be if I was there with you
all the things you would have taught me and watched me as I grew.

But I still love you my dear parents as if I was there on earth
I remember how you longed for me and looked forward to my birth.
There was nothing you did wrong so please put your minds at rest,
God just wanted to keep me and you know He picks the best.

And one day we will all be together in our castle in the sky
true peace and love and happiness, things money cannot buy
And you can hold your angel and sing me a lullaby
for a parent's love for their children is a love that will never die.

What Makes A Mother?

I thought of you and 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 God, 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 others 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 quickly,
My Mommy set me free.

"I miss my Mommy oh so much
But visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow there 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 okay.
Your babies are here in My home,
And this is where they'll stay.