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What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.

Rebeca Stevens (Soul Mate) 1 week ago

Lay down my child
Close your eyes one more time
Let the night take you softly into sleep
Sure as the moon shining on your sweet face
Be rest assured you will be safe
In this place

The sweetest gift
God has given me
Graced with the tiniest beauty
These eyes have seen
Soft as the song of a winter wind
Sheltered by love
A love that will never end

Life so often a mystery
And each of us seeking a clue
To an answer I never thought I’d find
When I lost you
But in your time with me
Somehow you taught me to see
Just as in life
Even in death
You always will be here with me

So lay down my child
Close your eyes one more time
Let the night take you softly into sleep
And on to your maker you will fly
Low as the angels sing you a lullaby

Mary Webb (GTS Friend) October 19, 2009

Message

When the child you have cherished is taken,
when the light of that promise is gone,
when the faith which sustained you is shaken,
and your days stumble painfully on,

When the sorrows of loss are unending
and your God seems forever away,
find the message your lost-one keeps sending:
words of loving and thanking and mending...
let your child shape the peace of your day.



Sascha Wagner

Lynn Charlotte Walkers Mum August 31, 2009

happy birthday

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End Child Abuse Now (GTS Friend) July 25, 2009

Precious Child

by Karen Taylor Good

In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still

In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then

In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

Mary Webb (GTS Friend) June 13, 2009

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Mary Webb (GTS Friend) June 10, 2009

Special Angel Day - by Sam & Gordon Winson

We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds.
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find.

Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.

Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.

Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.

There will always be a heartache,
And often a silent tear.
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.

If tears would make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.

We hold you close within our hearts;
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.

Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

Joanne Mitchell June 4, 2009

If heaven had a phone

I Cannot dial your Number,
I Can't get through to You,
I Called the Operator,
She did all that she could Do.

There is no code for Heaven,
I Cannot place the Call,
No Numbers left to Call,
I Reckon I've tried them All.

If Heaven had a Phone,
I'd Ring you Every Day,
If Heaven had a Phone,
There's things I want to Say.

To Tell you that I love You,
And Miss you Every Day,
How much I prayed to God,
That He could have let you Stay,
but heaven dont have a phone,
so in our hearts you will always stay.
lots of love theresa xxx

Theresa Waters June 4, 2009

Beautiful Angel xx

Donna Johnson Nee Parr June 4, 2009

For Mammy x

I have not turned my back on you
so there is no need to cry
I’m watching you from heaven
beyond the dark and stormy skies
I've almost seen you fall apart
when you could barely stand
I asked the Lord to comfort you
and watched him take your hand,

He told me you're in more pain than I could ever be
he wiped his eyes and swallowed hard
then gave your hand to me
although you might not feel my touch
or see me by your side.
I whispered that I Love You
while i wiped each tear that you cried.
So please try not to cry for me
we will meet again one day
beyond the dark and stormy skies
where a rainbow leads the way.

Mary Webb (GTS Friend) April 24, 2009
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