Amelia Precious Phelan-Ward

Little Angel

Be safe with great-grandad babe

Sharon Amp Tony (Great-Aunt) June 12, 2007

So sorry for you loss.XXX

God makes little children
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.

He gives each to an angel
And says take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town.

Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place.
He gives the angel with it
A big soul full of grace.

God does so love those children
It's all that He can do
To let the Angel take them
But he loves the mother's too.

And so he says I'll lend you
This little one of mine
The angel folds it's love
About the special gift divine.

The angel watches over
The child both day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light

God makes so many children
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially
We don't know why or when

He whispers to its Angel
Bring the child back to me
The angel sees a lovely sight
That someday we may see

It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering him tiny children
Whose souls are shining bright

God does so love those children
Whos souls are never dim
And how he loves those parents
Who give them back to him.
~ Author unknown

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum February 24, 2007

my princess

SHE IS MY DAUGHTER

She is my daughter my angel
To be born yo my arms
Was not ment to be

I held her i kissed her
I love her so much
I cry couse i miss her
I wish we could touch

I imagine
How strage it would be
If god had not taken
My baby from me

Daddy (Mother) February 20, 2007

love and kisses princess

What Makes A Mother /
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say.

A Mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But God can you be a Mother
When your baby's not with you?

Yes, you can He replied
With confidence in His voice
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
But there's no need to stay.

I just don't understand this, God
I want my baby here
He took a breath and cleared His throat
And then I saw a tear.

I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say

"We go to earth and learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear.
My Mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.

I feel so lucky to have a Mom
Who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quickly
My Mommy set me free.

I miss my Mommy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow is where I lay.

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear
"Mommy don't be sad today
I'm your baby and I'm here."

So you see my dear sweet one
Your children are OK
Your babies are here in My home
And this is where they'll stay.

They'll wait for you with me
Until your lesson is through
And on the day that you come home
They'll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a Mother
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of
Right from the very start!!!

Daddy (Mother) February 14, 2007

So Sorry

Just was on your site and lit a candle for baby Amelia, and wished you well with your pregnancy, then I read the candle that this was not to be and I could not erase what I had already wrote, I am so sorry, my thoughts are with you all, again very sorry, Nicola x x x

Nicola Woods (None) November 6, 2006

Amelia

Spoke to your mum today James, got the terrible news, my heart goes out to you and your loved ones, to loose something so precious and irreplacable. God bless your daughter and may she be the star that shines down on you to light your path.

love juliexxx

Julie Devenport (Friend) October 17, 2006

All is well

All Is Well
Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away into the next room, I am I and YOU are YOU, Whatever we were to each other, That we still are.

Call me by the same name, Speak to me the same as i was still there, Put no difference in your tone.
Play,Smile,Think of me, Pray for me let my name be long lived on in our family, Let it be spoken without effort, without a trace of shadow on it
Life mean's all it ever meant, It is the same as it ever was, There is absolutely unbroken continuity
Why should i be out of mind because i am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, For an interval, Somewhere very near, Just around the corner i shall wait remember
ALL IS WELL

Daddy (Mother) September 17, 2006

Iam so very sorry for the loss of your baby girl.
I lost my baby boy 6 weeks ago and no amount of words can describe the pain your feeling and there is nothing that can take the pain away.
People say that time is a great healer but i don't think i can be healed,like you said you'll grieve over the loss of your child till the day you die i too feel that way.
I send all my love to you and your family
love hayleyxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Hayley Wilson (Tyler sargeants mummy) August 29, 2006

SWEETDREAMS PRECIOUS

SWEETDREAMS AMELIA HOPE YOU ,REECE AN ALL YOUR ANGEL FRIENDS HAVIN LOTS N LOTS OF FUN IN GODS PRECIOUS GARDEN NITE NITE XXXXXX

Angel Reece Leighs Auntie August 28, 2006

how every parent who suffers the loss of a child feels

Bereaved Parents Wish List


I wish my child hadn't passed. I wish I had her back.

I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak amelia's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that she was important to you also.

If I cry and get emotional when you talk about her, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. Her death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about her and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.

Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.

I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.

I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that her death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.

I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first week's months & years are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day I die.

I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I will always grieve that she is gone.

I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about this pain" or "be happy all the time". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.

I don't want to have a "Pity party", but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.

I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.

When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.

I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected. So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.

Your advice to "take it one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.

Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone. I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died, a big part of me died with her. I am not the same person I was before my child died and I will never be that person again.

And above all I wish you understood when I say I need my family that I am needing their love and their strength to help me through some of my roughest days and nights.

I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss and
my grief.
But....
I pray daily that you will never understand.

Daddy (Mother) August 23, 2006