help please

Blessed to be Mommy - I am happy to help out and do the funeral booklet thing if you want to email me the information. I am sure you have other more emotional things to cope with right now.

Give me a yodel if you need any help.

FATHERS POEM
> It must be very difficult
> To be a main in grief,
> Since "men don't cry" and "men are strong."
> No tears can bring relief.
>
> It must be very difficult
> To stand up to the test
> And field the calls and visitors
> So she can get her rest.
>
> They always ask if she's all right
> And what she's going through,
> But seldom take his hand and ask,
> "My friend, but how are you?"
>
> He hears her crying in the night
> And thinks his heart will break.
> He dries her tears and comforts her,
> but "stays strong" for her sake.
>
> It must be very difficult
> To start each day anew,
> And try to be so very brave --
> He lost his baby too.

Don't let them say I wasn't born,
That something stopped my heart,

I felt each tender squeeze you gave,
I loved you from the start.

Although my body you can't hold,
It doesn't mean I'm gone,

This world was worthy not of me,
God chose that I move on,

I know the pain that drowns your soul,
What you are forced to face,

You have my word, I'll fill your arms, Someday we will embrace.

You'll hear that it was "meant to be,
God doesn't make mistakes"

But that won't soften your worst blow
Or make your heart not ache.

I'm watching over all you do,
Another child you'll bear,

Believe me when I say to you,
That I am always there.

There will come a time, I promise you,
When you will hold my hand,

Stroke my face and kiss my lips and
Then you'll understand.

Although I never breathed your air,
Or gazed into your eyes,

That doesn't mean I never "was". An Angel Never Dies

A face in the Clouds
>> I looked toward the clouds today
>> and for a moment saw your face
>> And wondered just where you have gone
>> with the hope it's a peaceful place
>>
>> Did you show yourself to me today
>> to tell me you're all right?
>> Or was it just a daydream
>> playing tricks upon my sight
>>
>> Then I thought of when you left
>> still too young to say a word
>> Yet the look you gave us said it all
>> in our hearts, your good-bye was heard
>>
>> You have changed our lives forever
>> your short time here not in vain
>> and hope you know we tried it all
>> to keep you safe from pain
>>
>> We will always feel the void inside
>> because you are not here
>> But each new thought you send our way
>> let's us know you're always near
>>
>> So until our journey nears it's end
>> and we hear the Angels sing
>> We'll face each new day as it comes
>> and live off the Love you bring.
>> by James Sullivan

Daddy, please don't look so sad
Mama please don't cry
Cause I am in the arms of Jesus
And He sings me lullabies
Please, try not to question God
Or think He is unkind
Don't think He sent me to you
And then He changed his mind
You see, I am a special child
And I'm needed up above
I'm the special gift you gave Him
The product of your love
I'll always be there with you
And watch the sky at night
Find the brightest star that's gleaming
That's my halo's brilliant light
You'll see me in the morning frost
That mists your window pane
That's me in the summer showers
I'll be dancing in the rain
When you feel a little breeze
From a gentle wind that blows
That's me, I'll be there
Planting a kiss on your nose
When you see a child playing
And your heart feels a little tug
That's me, I'll be there
Giving your heart a hug
So daddy, please don't look so sad
And mama, don't you cry
I'm in the arms of jesus
And he sings me lullabies

I am so heartbroken for your family! I'm so sorry that this happened to you. I have tons of poems.

"These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. These tiny footprints were meant for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the rain, Gentle drops like angel tears, of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies' lazy dance. I'll let you know I'm with you, if you give me just a chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves, I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found in mommy's heart, cause even though I'm gone now, we'll never truly part."

BTM I am deeply sorry about what your family is going through may the good Lord grant you all the strenght you need during this difficult time, sorry i am cleuless when it come to poems