Babies are Angels that fly to the earth,

their wings disappear at the time of their birth

one look in their eyes and we're never the same

They're part of us now and that part has a name

That part is your heart and a bond that won't sever

our Babies are Angels, we love them forever.

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. 


~James Sullivan~









 

 








My Little Angel

I felt your presence there inside of me,
nestled soft and warm;
Sweet scent of baby's breath,
precious words left unadorned.

I saw your tiny heartbeat,
then I knew that you were fine;
A perfect baby we created,
one that would be mine.

Then that tragic day it came
there was nothing I could do,
Only wait and hope
for the precious life of you.

Yes in the beginning
your daddy was afraid;
Only he would love you unconditional
and never run away.

He loved you more this I do know,
as he cried for you that day,
When the doctor said that you were gone,
daddy wanted you to stay.

He would have held you close to him,
and see your perfect form,
A gift of daddy's love,
would have kept you safe and warm.

Only now you are an angel over me
beautiful and bare,
My heart would hurt if you cried for me
and mommy was not there.

Still we are together in my heart and memories,
You are still a part of my memory.

Rest gentle now 'sweet baby' there is no pain
you are never alone,
I know you are with the guiding angels
in you peaceful home.

I will come with you someday
only now is not my time,
Then we will be together again
again you will be mine.        











Sweet Baby 

Dear Sweet Baby, so perfect, so still.
The day you were born God cried for you as your parents did too.
Your journey into this world was never meant to be completed
- how painful for those who anticipated your arrival.
Your mother wept, your father wept, your aunts, uncles, and grandparents wept,
Even those who had not so looked forward to your arrival,
but helped in you into this world wept.
I hold you in my arms so perfect, so beautiful,

please…please baby wake up….your body is limp -
how my heart aches to see you this way.
Your skin is like Ivory. Your mom holds you so close as she says goodbye…
she feels your cheek next to hers and lovingly kisses you,
then sadly turns her face as she hands you to me.
Your daddy gently takes you and rocks with his tears rolling down his face.
He is torn between saying goodbye to you and leaving his wife's side,
who is crying and bleeding.

I feel only a part of their pain. I leave to weep silently and quickly.
I must be strong for them. As they begin a journey they never anticipated.
Your mom bleeds as her tears roll down her face.
I finally take you. I want to wake you.
You lay in my arms as though you are sleeping.
As I wrap you a final time,
I can't help but to look at your perfect body and wonder "WHY?".
I know why though.
Not every baby is meant to have a journey in this world that we know.
You were not ready. You go on in a journey I can not imagine.
It hurt to finish wrapping you.

To leave you in blankets alone leaves you too vulnerable to
those who are curious to see "the baby"
so I must finish after the blankets.
I cannot take you downstairs - ohhh my heart aches,
my eyes burn from trying to not cry and be strong.
Your mother still bleeds. I know why, she has lost the most important thing to her
- her baby.

Why should her body stop bleeding?
If she will slow down until she can see she must do as your dad is doing.
To look beyond, to see her husband is here.
He is to live for now, until she can live for herself, again .
Maybe, hopefully, someday, they can anticipate again.
With tears of joy rather than sorrow after the labor of birth. 







  

Thank you for the picture Erica, Aunt to Baby Isaac Wallin