My first born child, my joy, my love,
Given to me from the heavens above.
Why me, I thought, did God choose to so bless,
The answer to this, my mind could only guess.
The unconditional bond of love I instantly felt,
The face of an angel that made my heart melt.

Watching you grow over 17 years,
Never knowing my happiness would lead to so many tears.
I thought you would be mine to have all the days of my life,
You not being here cuts through my heart like the pain of a knife.

My heart cried out to God "How could you let this happen,
Why did you let her fall asleep,"
My child, he said, was only on loan, and not mine to keep.
"But why after only 17 years did she have to take her last breath?
You could have sent an angel to spare her from this death".

He said the answers you seek are all within your reach,
I sent her to show you how to love, and also to teach.
Her mission was accomplished, her work on earth was done,
Take joy and comfort in knowing that you taught her about my son.

For now she has eternity with Jesus in the place of your dreams,
She isn't truly gone from you, that's only how it seems.
She is never far from you, you are never really apart,
When you feel she is not with you, just look inside your heart.

For there is where the memories and love are stored until for you I send,
You see, you also believe in my son, likewise for you there will be no end.
For in my word I've promised you will be together again one day,
It's only love you will keep, all the pain and tears I will wipe away.

Written for you my angel, with love, Mom









"You can shed tears that she is gone,
or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her,
or you can be full of love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she's gone,
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back,
or you can do what she'd want,
Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.







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