Connor Wayne Cockrum

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 every day.
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.

Lucy Proctor September 3, 2009

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Did you ever feel a tiny raindrop
trickle down from the sky
and land upon your cheek
when there is no rain in sight….
and wonder where it came from
when the day is sunny and bright?
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Did you ever hear someone
clearly call out your name,
and when you turned to look
there’s not a familiar face
anywhere around
and wonder where it came from,
when the voice was there
without an ounce of doubt?
♥*•.
The answer is quite simple you see,
Angels are everywhere
watching over you and me….
Though at times we don’t feel
a presence at our side.
Angels are always there
morning, noon and night,
in the most mysterious of ways….
looking after us with much love
forever and always.

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Written by: Laura Strickland �

Sue Kirby September 2, 2009

Don't Mourn For Me
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 colorful leaves
when fall comes around,
And the pure white snow
that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers
of which you're 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 breeeze.

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 everyplace !
(Author unknown)
LOVE ALWAYS ALISON XXXXXX

Alison Moss September 2, 2009

☆ Goodnight Precious Angel ☆

A (((HUG))) I send to heaven

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A (((HUG))) to you angel up above

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A (((HUG))) to say goodnight

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A (((HUG))) containing so much love

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Sweet Dreams Angel

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Kelly Quinn September 1, 2009

He Was Special ................ by Sam Winson

He was so very, very special,
And was so from the start,
You held him in your arms,
But mainly in your heart.

And like a single drop of rain,
That on still waters fall,
His life, ripples did make,
And touched the lives of all.

He’s gone to play with Angels,
In heaven up above,
So keep your special memories,
And treasure them with love.

Although your darling Son,
Was with you just a while,
He’ll live on in your heart,
With a sweet, remembered smile.

Mora Kelly September 1, 2009

The Pit of Grief

The day my child died, I fell into the pit of grief. My friends watched me struggle through daily life; waiting for the person I once was to arise from the pit, not realizing 'she' is gone forever.

The pit is full of darkness, heartache and despair; it paralyzes your thoughts, movements and ability to ration. The pit leaves you forever changed, unable to surface the person you once were.

Some of my pre-grief friends gather around the top of the pit, waiting for the old me to appear before their eyes, not understanding what’s taking me so long to emerge. After all, in their eyes, I’ve been in the pit for quite sometime. Yet in my eyes, it seems as if I fell in only yesterday.

Not all of my pre-grief friends are gathered around the top of the pit. Some are helping me with the climb out of the darkness. They climb side by side with me from time to time, but mostly they climb ahead of me, waiting patiently at each plateau. Even with these friends I sometimes wonder if they are also waiting for the pre-grief me to magically appear before their eyes.

Then there are the casual acquaintances, you know the ones who say 'Hi, how are you?' when they really don't care or really want to know. These are the people who sigh in relief, that is my child who died and not theirs. You know ... the 'better them, than me' attitude.

My post-grief friends are the ones who climb with me, side by side, inch by inch, out of the pit of grief. They have no way of comparing the pit climbed to the pre-grief person I once was. You see, they started at the bottom of the pit with me. They are able to reassure me when I need reassurance, rest when I need resting, and encourage me to move forward when I don't have the strength. They have no expectations, no memories and no recollection of how I 'should' be. They want me to get better, to smile more often and find joy in life, but they also accepted the person I’ve become. The 'person' who is emerging from the pit.

Unknown Author

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum September 1, 2009

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For a Special Angel
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~

~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
A tiny hand we’ll never hold
Your coos and giggles
Won’t touch our ears
But we loved you just the same
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
The twinkle in your little eyes
Was not for us to see
We longed to hold you in our arms
But it was never to be
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
Angels now hold your tiny hand
They’ve given you a name
Your coos and giggles grace there ears
But well miss you just the same
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
Those twinkle in your little eyes
Now light the skies at night
Angels hold you close in loving arms
You’re always in there sight
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
Tiny hands we’ll never hold
We have no reason why
But we’ll always hold you in our hearts
Even though we said good bye
~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~ ~♥x♥~
(from GTS Poems)

Joan Mummy Of Stuart Grundy September 1, 2009

★ Goodnight Beautiful Angel ★

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Kelly Douay September 1, 2009

rip darlin u will neva be forgotten by all who loved u.... all my thoughts to connors mam n dad, i went through the same pain in dec 2007, i was at my 5month scan when were told we had lost are son jack and now have my gorgeous daughter, not 1 day goes by when i dont think off him n will never stop. never give on hope... god bless xx

Leanne September 1, 2009

Hi Connor

I hope you are up there in heaven playing with your big sister. Rest in Peace.. Love goes out to all the family xx

Charlene Jessey September 1, 2009