Joined Together In Grief and Healing
It was helpful to hear others share their stories.

Well... something bad in the world must be going on because it seems that God needed y...
When will I stop missing you? When will I stop asking why? When will I stop hurting? W...
The world may never notice If a Snowdrop doesn't bloom, Or even pause to wonder ...
In this time of loss I call upon my spirit within to guide me to my strength so that I...
How very softly You tiptoed into my world, Almost silently, Only a moment you stayed. ...
We had so little time to share, Too soon I had to leave. I know how much you love me...
When God calls little children To dwell with Him above; We mortals sometime questio...
The Master Gardener From heaven above Planted a seed In the garden of love. An...
I wonder, Oh I wonder, where the little faces go. That come and smile and stay awhile...
Little Angels
When God calls little children
To dwell with Him above;
We mortals sometime 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 this 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,
Angels are hard to find.
In memory of:
All Babies Lost