See You When I Get There
It was such a joyful moment,
The day I received the shocking news;
It had happened, finally,
After trying desperately, impregnated with you;
The feeling was a blissful dream,
The doctors said I was unable;
But you caressed my womb with love,
As the test results, were revealed upon my table;
After one month of perfect growing,
The pain struck with no alarm;
The blood flowed viciously,
As my heart was beat and torn;
You went on to live in Heaven,
The angels transported you to God’s care;
Mommy is patiently waiting to see your face, with love,
See you when I get there.
Personalized and Written Professionally by Author Dorenda W. Madkins. Copyright ©2011. All Rights Reserved.
Let it Be
Let it be,
that I may someday touch the stars.
When all time for me has expired,
and the soul begins to part.
Guide me through the heavens,
where life one day began.
A perfect creation,
molded right out of
our Fathers loving hands.
by Robert M. Hensel
http://wheelierecord.tripod.com
Rights: The author grants visitors to this website the right to use the above poem for memorial services etc. as long as the author is given full credit for his work.
Our Love Still Burns
By: Jon Rodger Weston Dinnebeil
Our love was slowly dying,
And to this very day.
I regret all of the problems,
because now, you’re gone away.
I still here you whisper,
My name so soft and dear.
And though I cannot see you,
I know you’re watching near.
I feel our love still burning,
So deep inside my soul.
Filling every crevice,
Drowning every hole.
All the good times and the bad,
Still linger even after.
I still hear your giggle,
I’ll never forget your laughter.
Our love is something more to me,
Than kisses and and holding hands.
You said you always wanted wings,
Now you’re soaring above the lands.
So to end my tearful reminiscing,
I have one thing I need to say.
No matter what worlds fall between us,
I love you to this very day.
“I love you DJ, and I am sorry that it took you no longer being here for me to value that love. If you could only be here now to hold my hand one last time, I know that in that very moment of solitude and stillness, that we would not be afraid of what people have to say to us, and our love. I know you’re looking down on me, with your beautiful sapphire-blue eyes, from somewhere up above. Smile for me, okay? Smile that beaming smile and light everyone’s day. Light every corner that I am backed into, and every turn that is shadowed. I miss you, but I know that you will always be in my heart when I need you. You will never be forgotten, never fade with time. You are my happiness, my hope, my inspiration and most importantly that only man I will ever love…ever. So here’s to you babe, Forever my Bousa. I love you Baby-babe, You live on in my heart.”
Everything written within this Post is copyright of Jon Rodger Weston Dinnebeil. This may be used for presentation only and not for submission to publishers or other websites and Not to be altered in anyway. If used for reading, Must credit original author, (Jon Rodger Weston Dinnebeil).
09/29/09
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