These are the poems that I have placed in some of the pages of this site.
I see countless Christmas trees around the world below with tiny lights like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow. The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away the tear, for I am spending Christmas with Jesus this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear, but the sound of music can't compare with the choir up here. I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring, for it is beyond description , to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart, but I am not so far away; we really aren't apart.So be happy for me, dear ones; you know I hold you dear, and be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly father above, I sent you each a memory of my undying love. After all love is a gift more precious than pure gold, it was always most important in the stories that Jesus told.
Please love each other , as my father said to do, for I can't count the blessing or love he has for each of you. So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear, remember--- I am spending Christmas with Jesus this year.
The whisper of an angel
Can open Heaven's gate,
A glimpse of faith and courage
A love strong enough to wait,
Whisper you are safe
Whisper softly, angel love,
My heart is aching so
Needing comfort from above,
Tell me you are with me
Whisper gently in my ear,
"You will always be my mommy"
In the quiet I will hear,
My heart still aches to hold you
I close my eyes and see,
Your face now, four years later
And who you were to be,
Though dreams I once held close
In the distance now, so far
Still you're more than just my child
You're the twinkle in the stars,
So I'll hear your angel whispers
"You never need let go,
Hold me, mommy, close within"
Though the pain and sorrow flow,
One day we shall reunite
Angels whisper words of grace,
And I promise I will hold you
In another time and place.
(c) 1998 by Joanne Cacciatore, an excerpt from "Dear Cheyenne" All Rights Reserved, Do Not Reprint Without Permission
(used with permission from Joanne Cacciatore)
When God calls little children to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with the death of one small child,
Who does so much to make our world, seem wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold.
So He picks a rosebud, before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but few.
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing ths is difficult, still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Goodbye".
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind,
Must realize God loves children, and
Angels are hard to find.
In Heaven We'll Understand
Not now , but in the coming years
It may be in the heavenly Land,
We'll read the meaning of our tears:
Some day in Heaven we'll understand
We'll know why clouds instead of sun
Were over many a cherished plan;
Why smiles have ceased when just begun;
Some day in heaven we'll understand.
Then trust in God, through all thy days
Fear not for He doth hold thy hand;
But whilst you live, still sing and praise;
Some day in Heaven we'll understand.
(Anna Lee Edwards McAlpin)
A Letter from Heaven
To my dearest family
Some things I'd like to say,
But first of all to let you know
That I arrived okay.
I'm writing you from Heaven
Where I dwell with God above,
Where there's no more tears or sadness
There is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
Just because I'm out of sight,
Remember that I'm with you
Every morning, noon, and night.
That day I had to leave you
When my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
And He said, "I welcome you".
"It's good to have you back again
You were missed while you were gone,
As for your dearest family
They'll be here later on."
"I need you here so badly
As part of My big plan,
There's so much that we have to do
To help our mortal man."
Then God gave me a list of things
He wished for me to do,
And foremost on that list of mine
Is to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you
Every day and week and year,
And when you're sad I'm standing there
To wipe away that tear.
And when you lie in bed at night
The days chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you
In the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth
And all those loving years,
Because you're only human
They are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry
It does relieve the pain,
Remember there would be no flowers
Unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
Of all that God has planned,
But if I were to tell you
You wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain
Though my life on earth is o'er,
I am closer to you now
Than I ever was before.
And to my very dearest friends
Trust God for He knows best,
I'm still not far away from you
I'm just beyond the crest.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you
And many hills to climb,
But together we can do it
Taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
And I'd like it for you too,
That as you give unto the world
So the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
Who's in sorrow or in pain,
Then you can say to God at night
My day was not in vain.
And now I am contented
That my life... it was worthwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
Who is down and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up
As on your way you go.
When you are walking down the street
And you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps
Only half a step behind.
And when you feel that gentle breeze
Or the wind upon your face,
That's me giving you a great big hug
Or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go
From that body to be free,
Remember you're not going...
You are coming here to me!
And I will always love you
From that land way up above,
I'll be in touch again soon
P.S....God sends His love.
I am so sorry....but, remember....God knows best!
My prayers and thoughts are with you always.
I love you more than you will ever know
O shining Seraphim, of fire and ruby born.
Surround us with the love that burns at early dawn.
O faithful Cherubim, of chariots burning bright,
Dispel the gloom of sorrow that renders dark and night.
O Thrones, the true foundation of Heaven's Mighty Ones
Grant us the gift of living in everlasting calm.
O bright and true Dominions, who bring order to chaos
Guide us in righteous living and from the darkness free us.
O Virtues, hope undying of courage and true grace
Show us the shining pathway that leads to God's embrace.
O Powers of the Almighty, the guards of Heaven's gate
Guard us from all the evils that hurt and desecrate.
O Principalities, who sing with every bell
Bring guidance to our leaders and peace unto the world.
O Archangels, Hosts of Heaven, deep in our souls create
The light of true compassion so love becomes our fate.
O Angels our true guardians, help us redeem our story
So we may share with you the joy of Heavens's glory.
When somebody dies, a cloud turns into
an angel, and flies up to tell God
to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to
the world, and sings a silent prayer
that makes the rain cry. People dis-
appear, but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to
bed, wake up grass, and spin the
earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
can see them dancing in a cloud during
the day-time, when they're supposed
to be sleeping. They paint the rain-
bows and also the sunsets and make
waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars and listen to
wishes. And when they sing wind-
songs, they whisper to us, don't
miss me too much. The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine. - Ashley
Our angel Luijoe... I know in my heart he is alright...
I have stopped asking why for I know
Luijoe lives in our hearts
Our souls entwined