Infants Remembered In Silence (IRIS) - Poems

Pain

By Lori Rud

I looked in…
everyone was crying.

I couldn’t face the fact
of a little child dying.

I held my sister close
and whispered, “I love you.”

I wanted to ease her pain
but didn’t know how to.

We walked up slowly
to the coffin that laid ahead.

We wanted to see Brock laughing
but he slept peacefully, instead.

She placed her hand gently
on his sweet, innocent heart.

He is her perfect angel,
and angels never part.

He will always be with her,
he will always be there.

If she just looks into her heart
to find the memories they share.

In memory of Brock Aaron Slater
August 27, 1993 – November 29, 1993

(507) 334-4748

support@irisremembers.com