Englische Gedichte
When sunshine gets cold
You see, you fell, you know,
You donīt need to go very far,
When sunshine gets cold
And worlds fall apart.
You cannot catch the thought
It is born dead.
You see the picture growing
In your head,
There is pulsating blood,
But where is the life?
Pulsating blood without life?
You are fully aware
Of your own inconsciousness,
The faint inside
Of your internal helplessness
And there is none,
There is only you,
And resounding words
In an hollow statue.
Some dreams get lost,
Others hold tight.
Doors are opened,
Come and go outside,
Let your thoughts play,
Let stones grow
And see there is more
than that rivers only flow.
He only took my Hand
Last night while I was trying to sleep
My child's voice I did hear,
I opened my eyes and looked around
But he did not appear.
He said, 'Mom, you've got to listen,
You've got to understand,
God didn't take me from you mom
He only took my hand.
When I called out in pain that day,
The moment that I died,
He reached down and took my hand
And pulled me to His side.
My search is really over now,
I've found happiness within,
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been.
I love you all and miss you so
But I'll always be nearby,
My body's gone forever,
Though my spirit cannot die.
And so, you must all go on now,
And live, and understand....
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.'
~Author unknown~
Iris
Iīd give up forever to touch you
I know that you feel me somehow,
Youīre the closest to heaven, that IīlI ever be,
And I donīt want to go home right now,
All I can taste is this moment.
All I can breathe is your life,
but sooner or later itīs over,
I just donīt want to miss you tonight
Googoo Dolls
Death of a Child"
Sorry I didn't get to stay.
To laugh and run and play.
To be there by your side.
I'm sorry that I had to die.
God sent me down to be with you,
to make your loving heart anew.
To help you look up and see
Both God and little me.
Mommy, I wish I could stay.
Just like I heard you pray.
But, all the angels did cry
when they told little me goodbye.
God didn't take me cause He's mad.
He didn't send me to make you sad.
But to give us both a chance to be
a love so precious .. don't you see?
Up here no trouble do I see
and the pretty angels sing to me.
The streets of gold is where I play
you'll come here too, mommy, someday.
Until the day you join me here,
I'll love you mommy, dear.
Each breeze you feel and see,
brings love and a kiss from me.
By Sandy Eakle
Little Angels
When God calls little Angels
to dwell with Him above
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of His love,
For no heartache compares
with the death of one small child,
Who does so much to make
our world seem
wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to his fold.
So he picks a rose bud,
before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but a few,
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult,
still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows,
will always be "goodbye".
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children
& angels are hard to find.
~Author Unknown~
Differences
Your little boy cries too much,
my little boy makes no sound.
Your little boy sleeps warm in hins grip,
mine lies cold in the ground.
Your little boy woke up today,
my little boy never will,
Your little boy laughs and plays,
my little boy stille lies.
Your little boy makes you proud,
and just as proud am I,
cause while your little boy is learning to walk,
my little boy can fly!
Till weīre together
Sleep little child,
until we are together,
tough your tender heart beats no more.
Your memory is eternal.
Rest dearest one,
not in darkness,
but in the light,
not in silence,
but in angelic songs.
As you leave,
the Heaven embraces you.
Now you are alive forever.
Amen
You are not alone
Dear Lord,
I do not pray to know what lies ahead each day,
but for the faith to trust in you and let you show the way.
I do not pray for strength,
to conquer every task I face,
but for a humble spirit to rely upon your grace.
I do not pray to understand
why life can seem unfair,
but for a grateful heart to always give and love and care.
I do not pray to take always the smoothest path in all I do,
but Lord I pray that always
I may walk and talk with you.
Iīll be there
And if I go, while you are still here,
know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure,
behind an thin veil you canīt see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
Iīll wait for the time
until we can soar together,
both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to the fullest.
And when you need me,
just whisper my name in your heart
and I will be there.
Deaths frosty fingers
We donīt know why deathīs frosty finger
touched a soul so young and sweet.
The story of that little life was brief and uncomplete.
And yet,
God cut the strong green stem of youthīs opening flower
and left us only memories to fill each empty hour.
We donīt know why it happens,
someday weīll comprehend,
at the gateway of the morning,
where all our journeys end.
We know you will be waiting, waiting for us there,
young and lovely as you were,
untouched by age of care.
Promised
God has not promised
skyīs always blue
flower-strewn pathways,
all our lives through.
God has not promised
sun without rain,
joy without sorrow,
peace without pain.
But God has promised
strenght for the day,
rest for the labour,
light for the way.
Grace for the trials,
help from above
unfailing sympathy
undying love.
The little feller
Iīm just a little feller
who didnīt quite make it there.
I went straight to be with Jesus
but Iīm waiting for you there.
Donīt you fret about me mommy,
Iīm of all Godīs lambs most blessed,
Iīd have loved to stay here with you,
but the shepherd knows whatīs best.
Many dwelling here where I live,
waited years to enter in
struggled through a world of sorrow,
and there lives are marred with sin.
So sweet mommy, donīt you sorrow,
wipe these tears and chase the gloom
I went straight to Jesus bossom
from my lovelyīs mothers womb.
Thank you for the life you gave me,
it was brief, but donīt complain.
I have all of Heavenīs glory
suffered none of earthlingīs pain.
Thank you for the name you gave me,
Iīd had loved to brought it fame.
But if Iīd lingered in earthīs shadows
might instead have brought it shame.
Daddy gave me something for you,
itīs our secret, mommy dear.
Pressed it tight against my forehead,
whispered in my tiny ear.
Iīll be waiting for you mommy,
you and daddy, bros and sis,
Iīll be with you then forever,
then I give you daddyīs kiss.
Just the best
God saw her getting tired and cure was not to be.
so he put His arms around her, and whispered come to me.
With tearful eyes we watched her and saw her pass away.
Although we loved her dearly we could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove us,
he only takes the best.
Precious child remembered
We know that you are hurting
we know just how you feel,
The pain deep inside your heart,
you fell it canīt be real.
We know whatīs going round your mind,
thoughts that cloud it through the day,
Weīre on the road youīre travelling now,
it can be handled, thereīs a way.
Donīt fight the tears youīre feeling,
you must just let them flow.
Speak of your child daily,
to many people that you know.
Find others who can understand,
they hold you as you cry.
The questions we have all asked
all the hows and every whys
We will always think of our child,
No one will have to say a word,
They will remain in our hearts, our precious child remembered.
Cindy
An Angel
Once upon a time not long ago,
an angel was born and we loved him so.
He could only stay with us for a little while,
but he filled our world and made us smile.
He spoke without many words,
though he was much too small.
But even though he brought to us
the greatest gift of all.
His love stays with us in our hearts
even after heīs gone.
now memories weīll treasure
and so heīll always leave on.
The best one
God looked around his garden,
and found an empty space.
He looked down from Heaven,
and saw your smiling face.
He put His arms around you,
and whispered come to rest,
his garden must be beautiful,
he only picks the very best.
In life we loved you dearly,
in death we love you, too.
In our heart there is an empty space,
that none could fill, but you!
It broke our heart to loose you,
a million times we cried.
And if our love could have saved you,
you never would have died!
There you are
There you are,
walking on the beach.
Head tossing back,
laughing happily.
For a split second you are here...
Then I remember,
you are gone.
It isnīt you-
pain enters in my heart
and it breaks.
Yet again!
The Gift
A child is such a precious gift
to love,to hold,to treasure
a very special miracle
who gives us so much pleasure.
But when that gift is taken
and our hearts are cold an torn,
admid this grief and sorrow,
weīre so glad that we were born.
For they leave a precious legacy
even though weīre far apart
the love they left behind them
will stay forever in our heart.
Parents love
Parents love is special
unconditional and true
itīs a love that knows no boundaries
no matter what they do.
Itīs a precious love that glitters
that money cannot bye,
itīs an anchor in a stormy sea
and for a broken heart a tie.
Joy and pain
A tiny flinker became a kick,
my baby deep inside,
35 weeks went by in a tick
and then - the day you cried.
A boy to cherish with all my love,
a time for tears of joy,
a prayer to the Lord above,
for our lovely baby-boy!
You brightened up our rainy day,
our little ray of sun.
Though very short your live we praise,
with you we had much fun.
But then to soon you left us,
the joy had turned to pain,
our hearts will ache forever,
sweet memory still remain.
Went to say goodbye to you,
our love will never leave,
you gave us love, we love you, too.
Sweet Robin, rest in peace!
An Angelīs letter
Dear Mommy,
I just wanted to let you know, that I made it home. The journey wasnīt an easy one, but it didnīt take too long.
Everything is pretty here, so white so fresh so new, I wished if you closed your eyes, you could see it, too.
Please try not to be sad for me, try to understand, God is taking care of me, Iīm in shelter of His hand.
Here thereīs no sadness, no sorrow and no pain, here there is no crying and I wonīt be hurt again.
Here it is so peaceful, when all the angels sing, I really have to go now, and gotta try my wings.
Darlene Browning
Fly
Fly, fly little wing,
fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove,
upon the wind of heavenīs love,
past the planets and the stars,
leave this lonely world of ours.
Escape the sorrow and the pain,
and fly again!
Fly, fly precious one
your endless journey
has begun,
take your gentle happiness,
far too beatiful for this.
Cross over to the other shore,
there is peace forever more.
But hold this memory bittersweet,
Until we meet.
Fly, fly, do not fear,
donīt waste a breath, donīt shad a tear.
Your heart is pure your soul is free,
Be on your way, donīt wait for me.
Above the universe youīll climb
on beyond the hands of time.
The moon will rise the sun will set,
but I wonīt forget.
Fly, fly little wing,
fly away, the time is right,
go now, find the light!
Celine Dion
Gods will
Dear Lord, who art in Heaven,
let thy will be done.
For all the joy these children bring,
the risk of tears weīll run.
Weīll shower them with tenderness
and love them while we may,
And for the happiness theyīll give,
weīll ever grateful stay.
And should the angels call for them
much sooner than weīve planned,
weīll brave the bitter grief that comes
and try to understand.
Comforting you
Iīll lend you for a little time
a child of mine He said.
To love and care while alive
and mourn when he is dead.
It may be days, two or three,
but want you till I call him back
take care for him for me.
Heīll bring his charms to gladden you
and if his stay is brief
youīll have some lovely memories
as comfort for your grief.
The survivor
My mom ist a survivor or so Iīve heard them say.
But I hear her crying at night, when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and got to hold her hand.
Seh doesnīt know Iīm with her to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach that never wash away,
I watch over my surviving mom, sho thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others, a smile of disguise,
but through Heavenīs door I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom, through Heavenīs open door,
I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more.
But I know that doesnīt help her or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her and sho her that you care.
For no matter what she says, no matter what seh feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart that time wonīt ever heal.
Kaye Des`Ormeaux für Clarissa
Untitled
A million times we missed you,
a million times we cried.
If loving could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life we loved you dearly,
in death we love you, too.
In our heart there is an empty space,
that none could fill but you.
It broke our heart to lose you,
you never went alone.
A part of us went with you,
When God took you back home.
His garden must be pretty,
he only takes the best.
He put his arms aroune you,
and whispered "Come to rest!"
From a motherīs heart
I long to hold a child of mine,
against my breast one more.
But this will never come to pass
so I must reconcile.
I miss the touch of soft fresh skin
that feels so smooth and tender.
The smeels so sweet, that babyīs breath,
to these I could surrender.
The cries of fright, a feverish night,
even the spit up rice,
to have a newborn babe again,
Iīd make any sacrifice.
Why this is not my destiny,
Iīll never understand.
But Iīll go on I will be strong,
Yes, I know I can.
Some days my pain runs very deep,
My empty arms, they ache.
The realities of life are cold,
my dreams I must forsake.
I have four children in my heart,
But only two on earth,
they gave me hope to carry on,
and through the tears bring mirth.
When times are tough and tears do come,
Thereīs comfort from above,
for I hear my angels sing
and remeber them with love.
For now my family on this earth
gives me strength and hope
They help me heal my wounded heart
and everyday to cope.
One by one weīll join the souls
that have gone before us,
and someday there will be not one
but a whole rousing chorus.
That sings of joy and happiness
our whole family reunited.
Until that day, my angels dear,
be good while weīre apart,
as you live in our hearts. by Debbie Childloss When live gives you lemons, make lemonade. At least, thatīs what the sa. But doesnīt anyone understand, we lost our child today! Weīll never get to hold her or tuck her in at night, we never got to say goodbye, or sing a lullaby. Sheīll never laugh or play or swing, sheīll never to get to do anything - not with us anyway! Weīre supposed to take comfort, in knowing sheīs with God. But really, right this moment, it just feels so odd. To never touch that tiny hand, to never kiss her face. To know that sheīs forever more, in the final resting place. But thereīll dawn tomorrow, a brand new day, you see, and then it wonīt hurt as bad, that sheīs not here with me. We never will forget her, the hopes and dreams we had, but the memory will someday become a smile thatīs not so sad. Weīll know that sheīs in Heaven, watching from above, waiting for the day weīll meet, and knowing that sheīs loved. Please Please donīt ask me if Iīm over it yet, Iīll never be over it. Please donīt tell me sheīs in a better place. She isnīt here with me. Please donīt say at least she isnīt suffering. I havenīt come to terms with why she had to suffer at all. Please donīt tell my you know how I feel, unless you have lost a child. Please donīt ask me if I feel better. Bereavement isnīt a condition that clears up Please donīt tell me at least you had her for so many years. What year would you choose for your child to die? Please donīt tell me, God never gives us more than we can bear. Just say you are sorry. Just say you remember my child. If you do, Please, just let me talk about my child. Please, mention my childīs name. Please, just let my cry! Stairway to heaven If tears could build a stairway, and memories were a lane, I would walk right up to heaven, To bring you home again. No farewell words were spoken, No time to say godbye, You were gone before I knew it, And only God knows why. My heart still aches with sadness, And secret tears still flow. What it meant to lose you, No one will ever know
Mother
Mother, please don't mourn for me;
I'm still here,
though you don't see.
I'm right by your side
each night and day
and within your heart
I long to stay.
My body is gone
but I'm always near
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free,
but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive
in your heart.
I'll never wander
out of your sight
I'm the brightest star
on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach
I'm the warm moist sand
when you're at the beach.
I'm the colourful feves
when fall comes around
and the pure white snow
that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers
of whigh your so fond
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I'm the first bright blossom
you'll see in the spring;
The first warm raindrop
that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light
when the sun starts to shine,
and you'll see that the face
in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking
there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me
through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer
through the leaves on the trees,
and you'll feel my presence
in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot salty tears
that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams
that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on baby's face.
Just look for me, Mommy,
I'm every place!
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 the 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 to be here."
He took a deep breath and cleared His throat,
And then I saw the tear.
"I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child's smile,
With all the 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 strait here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom,
Who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much,
But I visit her every 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 ones,
your children are okay.
Your babies are born here in My home,
And this is where they'll stay.
They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lesson's through.
And on the day that 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,
you are a Mother.
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day
and know that you are the best one!"
-Author unknown-
Will you know me?
Will you know me
When I get to your home?
When I walk through the gates
Will you call me your own?
Will you say, My sister?
Or, Hi! What's your name?
Will I look different?
Will you look the same?
How will we act?
Will it be like before?
Will we laugh again
Till our sides are sore?
Will the love be like it should
Between a sister and a brother?
Or will it be as if
We just met one another?
When I get there
You'll never be alone
Will you know me
When I get to your home?
-Laura Touton TN-
Remembering
Go ahead and mention my child,
The one that died you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending he didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing?
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing.
I know it will take a LIFETIME.
~~~~Author Unknown~~~~
Only the best
A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove us,
he only takes the best.
Tod knows you had to leave us,
but you didnīt go alone,
for part of us went with you
the day he took you home.
To some you are forgotten,
to others just part of the past,
but to us who loved and lost you
the memory will always last.
If Tears Could Build a Staircase
"I think of you often
and make no outward show,
But what it means to lose you,
no one will ever know.
You wished no one farewell,
not even said good-bye,
You were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
You are not forgotten
nor will you ever be,
As long as life and memories last,
I will remember thee.
To some you may be forgotten,
to others a part of the past,
But to me who loved you dearly,
your memories will always last.
Nothing can be more beautiful
than the memories I have of you.
To me, you were someone special,
God must have thought so too!
If tears could build a staircase
and memories a lane,
I would walk all the way to Heaven,
and bring you back again."
(Author Unknown)
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