Still |
By Dena Pierce |
For Jason Michael Pierce, 1989 |
When you were born everything was still.
The warmth of your body I did not feel. When I touched your hand you did not respond, Yet there was that instant bond. I held you and kissed you then said goodbye. My baby, my son, I never heard cry. My heart was breaking as they took you away, There was so much I wanted to say. Life took from me my heart’s joy, My baby, my son, my little boy, I love you now and always will. My baby boy who was born still. Author Unknown Dear Father in Heaven, Thank you for this day and this night, and for your protection over us. Thank you for loving and protecting the babies that are in your care in heaven and on earth. I ask for strength and wisdom, Lord, as you gave David and Solomon to fight against our enemy, crib death. I ask that you direct my mind, my hands and my heart this day to serve you well. Please bless and direct the council, the guilds, our members, and all those involved in this fight. And please, dear God, give help and comfort to all those who awoke today and found their babies gone. I believe I have been called to this special mission by you, Father. Help me this day to fight the good fight and serve you well so we may come closer to finding the cause and cure of sudden infant death. We ask this in your name, Lord. Amen. Never The Same By Susan L. Price This poem is dedicated to Jesse Lee Price born July 28, 1988 – Died July 29, 1988. They told me you weren’t perfect, but that didn’t matter, They said you were sick and it made me feel sadder. Every time I felt you kick and flutter, I loved you more and more Sweetheart, I’m your mother. I loved you my precious one right from the start, and when they said you were gone it broke my heart. So little, so precious, So beautifu1, so sweet, It’s funny how I remember you had such tiny feet. You were perfect all over from your head to your toes, God how it hurt when I had to let you go. I miss you so much, I can’t sleep at night, I wish you were here I would hold you so tight. I would love you and kiss you and keep you warm, I would never let anyone do you any harm. I miss you so bad, I can’t stand the pain, They don’t understand my life will never be the same. A Poem for Little Charlie By Patti Jo MacGregor Six months have come and gone. Our love for you no less. Than the morning you were born. Than the morning we said goodbye. Our lives continue as they must. We will never be quite the same. We miss you so. We remember, joy mixed with sorrow. Your tender movements within me. You lived but three days. Not nearly enough But , oh! The 1ives you touched. Be assured you will not be forgotten. We will not allow it. You will live in our hearts Forever. Gains and Losses By Connie Peters I miss him today. I shall miss him |