Baby Amy

Waiting at the Door

I can’t explain so deep inside
The very fabric of my soul
Only a heart that grieves such loss
Can ever truly understand

It’s like you’re waiting at the door
Until a loved one comes back home
You feel a longing in your heart
When they appear the longing stops

But in a loss that never ends
You’re always standing at that door
You feel the longing in the breeze
So incomplete and never filled

I cannot find the words to say
Just what it’s like to want forever
Never seeing them again
Just always waiting at the door

Alison Mary Dunn

Phyllis Frazier Harris Yesterday evening

having an abortion, is her own decision, and trust me it isnt easy at all, its a painful and traumtising experince and it never ever leaves your mind or heart... though she had an abortion maybe she felt it was for the best, finicially unstable to bring a child into the world, or maybe she felt that the timing wasnt great...

Adelle Smiith 4 weeks ago

My Dear Family

It's me again from Heaven
With a message from above
Feel my spirit all around you
As I sprinkle you with love...

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I have watched you, as your tears flow
I have heard your silent screams
I know you sleep with visions
Of me visiting your dreams...

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I have come and sat beside you
Placed my hands upon your face
Wiped away the many teardrops
I so wish I could erase...

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I have watched you every day now
Seen such pain within your eyes
I just wish that there were some way
I could help you realise...

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I am happy up in Heaven
In this peaceful loving place
Where I will be here waiting
To welcome you with my embrace...

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You will join me here in Heaven
When your time comes you’ll see
Leave your Earthly cares behind you
Travel on to where you’re free...

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I have heard you ask to go now
But there is more for you to do
I promise I'll be waiting
When your time on earth is through ...

Author Unknown

Cheryl Feci (GTS Friend) October 18, 2009

A little Angel was given her wings to fly. So whenever you feel something but nothings there, it's your Angel nearby.

Cheryl Feci (GTS Friend) September 17, 2009

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Nicola Owen August 11, 2009

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Nicola Owen August 8, 2009

"You are still her father"

In a baby castle, just beyond your eye,
Your baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who are you to wish her back into this world of strife,
No, play on your baby, she'll have eternal life.
At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes your eyes,
You'll hear her tiny footsteps come running to your side
Her little hands caress you so tenderly and sweet,
You'll breathe a prayer and close your eyes and embrace her in your sleep.
Now you have a treasure that you rate above all others
You have known true glory,
You are still her father.

(Author Unknown)

Cheryl Feci (GTS Friend) July 21, 2009

Angels soar through heaven
With everlasting light
Looking down from heaven
Saying their "goodnights"

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

Kissing all who loved them
So gently on the face
This life's tender mercy
Each parent can embrace

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ


Wings and shiny halos
Travel from on high
Surrounding all their loved ones
They never say good-bye.

Nicola Owen July 21, 2009

I WAS HERE
♥ღ♥ I stood beside your bed last night,
I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying,
quietly in your sleep.

I touched you softly
as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you,
I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour coffee,
You were thinking of how much you
love and long to hold me.

I was with you at the store today,
Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels,
I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today,
You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you,
that I'm not really there.

I walked with you to the house,
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my hand on you,
I smiled and said "it's me."

You looked so very tired,
and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know,
that I was standing there.

It's possible for me to be
so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty,
"I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then
smiled, I think you knew,
In the stillness of that evening,
I was very close to you.

The day is over, I smile and watch
you yawning and say
"goodnight, God bless,
I'll see you in the morning."

And when the time is right for you
to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and
we'll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to
show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out
then come home to be with me ♥ღ♥

Nicola Owen July 20, 2009

I see a beautiful rainbow.
In the sky above.
It's your angels way of telling you
That your angel sends their love,

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The colours are so beautiful with...
Red, yellow and blue
I can see a rainbow, can you see it too?

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The rainbow goes across the sky.
Sent down from your angel way up high.
It's your angels way of letting you know
How much they love and miss you so.

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So if you see a rainbow..
Count all the colours with love.
And just remember who sent it.
For it was your angel in heaven above.

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Nicola Owen July 20, 2009