Gabriella-Grace Aaron Raymer

I rush to go to sleep
But not for what it seems,
It's because the only place i can see her
Is at night, in my dreams.

I get to see her laugh
To run about about and play,
You see these are things
I do not get in the day.

I get to be her mommy
I can wipe away her tears,
And if there is something wrong
I can chase away her fears.

I get to hug and kiss her
And hold her so very tight,
These are things I'm allowed
But only for the night.

I get to see her face
Touch her beautiful hair,
These are the things
That only she and i share.

So I'm off to sleep tonight
But not for what it seems,
I get to be with her
But only in my dreams.

My Dreams July 22, 2008

Dear Mr. Hallmark,
I am writing to you from heaven,
and though it must appear
A rather strange idea,
I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit,
your stores to find a card
A card of love for my mother,
as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought,
I saw every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card,
from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too,
no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands,
but oh the tears she's cried.
I thought that if I wrote you,
that you would come to know
That though I live in heaven now,
I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me;
we still share laughter too,
Memories are our way of speaking now,
would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart,
her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me,
sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents,
trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see Mr. Hallmark,
though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way to remind her
of her wondrous worth.
She needs to be honored,
and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark,
I know you'll do your best
I have done all I can do;
to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her,
how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself,
when she joins me in eternity

Diane Myers (Grandma) July 22, 2008

My Gabby, is it beautiful in Heaven
Is it anything you want it to be
Can it be a great big playground
Can you sit all day by the sea
Can you be friends with everyone around you
No hatred, only love insight
and everyday is there something new
and is everything always right

My Gabby is it beautiful in Heaven
And do they always treat you right
Do they sing you lullabys
and tuck you in at night
and do you dream about me
like I dream about you
Of the time we meet again
and of all the things we'll do

My Gabby, is it beautiful in Heaven
is it anything you want it to be
can you fly on the back of an eagle
and see everything you want to see
I wish I were there beside you
To guide you along the way
But, you are mommy's big girl now
and you can guide me along Heaven someday

Diane Myers (Grandma) July 22, 2008

Megan Thompson
January 2000


Some children are too special to feel
The burdens of this earth,
So God calls them back to Heaven so
Quickly after birth.

God wished to share the gift of you
But I see why you couldn't stay.
Heaven missed it's favorite angel, that's
Why you went away.

The clouds began to rain,
The saints began to cry.
God himself realized He couldn't bear
To bid you goodbye.

I wish we could have kept you.
I often ask God why.
Why do I have to lose my angel?
Why do I have to say goodbye?

First steps, first words,
So many things I'll miss.
But it's worth the trade for your
Comfort, peace, and heavenly bliss.

Instead of holding you in my arms,
I'll now hold you in my heart.
There you will be safe from the
Suffering this world can impart.

I couldn't protect you from the pain
You endured while you were here.
So God took you back to Heaven
But to me, you'll always be near.

I'll never say goodbye.
You've just left me for a while.
Now all the angels up in Heaven
Feel the warmth of you beautiful smile.

Your life here was too short,
But the lessons that I've learned
Of true courage, true strength and
True love were by you, hard earned.

I'm always going to miss you.
My pain will never end.
Until I'm with you once more
I hope your strength you'll lend.

I'm not going to say goodbye.
It just doesn't ring true.
I'll end this as I've ended each night of your life,
Goodnight Gabby. Mommy loves you!

Diane Myers (Grandma) July 22, 2008

My Rosebud

I had a precious rosebud within my garden fair.
Everyday I watched it and gave it tenderest care!
It grew in grace and beauty till all who saw admired,
and of its exhaltation. Beholders never tired!

I loved my darling rosebud so exquisitely sweet!
I heard my friends and neighbors its praises of repeat
and even strangers noticed how wonderfully rare
its form with graceful curvings so delicate and fair.

The master came one morning along my garden walk.
He saw and prized its beauty and picked it from its stem.
My heart cried out in anguish for the treasure I had lost.
For I had thought to keep whatever the cost.

The master stood beside me , weep not dear heart he said'
I know how much you love it. Think not that it is dead.
I saw you could not keep it from earthly ill blight.
With perfect care I will guard it tho just beyond your sight.

There its perennial beauty shall never fade away.
Its lovely pure white petals will last through endless days.
I will wear it on my bosom until I call for thee.
Then it shall be thy treasure through all eternity!!

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008

I justed wanted to let you know
that I made it home.
The journey wasn't an easy one,
but it didn't take too long.
Everything is so pretty here,
so white, so fresh and new.
I wish that you could close your eyes
and that you could see it too.
Please try not to be sad for me...
Try to understand.
God is taking care of me...
I'm in the shelter of His hands.
Here there is no sadness,
no sorrow, and no pain.
Here there is no crying,
and I'll never hurt again.
Here it is so peaceful
when all the angels sing,
I really have to go now-
I've just got to try my wings!
By: Darlene Browning

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008

~If Tears Could Build A Stairway~

If tears could build a stairway
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to Heaven
and bring you back again.

No Farewell words were spoken,
No time to say Good-Bye,
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.

My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
What it ment to lose you
No one can ever know.

But now I know you want me
To mourn for you no more,
To remember all the happy tines
Life still has much in store.

Since you'll never be forgotten,
I pledge to you today
A hallowed place within my heart
Is where you'll always stay.

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008

I never got to hear you laugh
You never saw me cry
'Didn't get a chance to say 'Hello'
You never said 'Goodbye'

I didn't think that I could feel
So sad, lost and forlorn
I never knew God chose his Angels
Before some of them are born.

Your life was short yet special
I shared it all exclusively
I felt you breathe, I felt you kick
You were alive inside of me.

Every baby is an Angel
And every Angel is divine
God needed one in Heaven
He came down and He took mine.

And although we're not together
We're not really apart
For you'll always occupy a space
Deep within my heart.

Time has begun to ease my pain
It's only some days now I cry
When I wish I could have said 'Hello'
And heard you say 'Goodbye'

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008

I am going to your grave today,
with flowers orange, yellow and red.
I'll throw away the faded ones
and leave fresh ones instead.
I'll stand above the place you lay,
placed there a while ago.
And once again my heart will brake,
and unchecked tears will flow.
With gentle fingers I'll caress,
your name carved in the stone.
Then brush away the fallen leaves,
November winds have blown.
I'll dry my eyes, I'll say a prayer,
and as I raise my head,
Another grieving mother has just
tucked her child to bed.

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008

~Kisses To Heaven~
Today I sent a kiss to Heaven
I'm encouraging all of you to try
For if I have shared this with you
You have had a child die.
This kiss came from deep inside
And I know that it truly was received
Right after I had sent my kiss
A calming breeze surrounded me.
Not only that, a wind chime rang
From where I do not know
But I felt my child smile at me
And say she loved me so.
Take a kiss within your hands
And look up to the sky
Release that kiss with loving care
Now please try not to cry.
Once your kiss is off to them
To Heaven's gate above
Just look for any single sign
Of your child's precious love.

Diane Myers (Grandma) June 16, 2008