Today is supposed to be our day mytiny little Angel . In my heart it still is. Today you were meant to join our family to be loved and cherished forever. You arre still loved and cherished even though you havent shared the same air as us. I promise to never forget you . You were only with me 2 mmonths but that time was precious . I made plans for you you were going to have a perfect life with me. Butthat doesent mean you will be forgotton. You will never be forgot.
You my little perfect angel above were not strong enough to fight this world . Its a strong world my angel and im sosorry . You did have an existance my perfect little angel andi will fight for you forever. I love you so much i can only wish i got to hold you properly . I held you not properly but i held you i had you with me.
I can only wish i could have brought you into this big world it would have been such a happy place for you i would have made sure of that. Butthat doesent mean i dont love you i love you very much ifi could have stopped this happening i would have but my hands were tied .
But when this world gets too tough for me i will join you in heaven and we will be together forever. I look forward to that day. Untill then let those angels take care of you i will love and miss you forever
Mummy XXXX
Does anyone know what today should be?
Anyone else or is it only me?
Does anyone know how great today would have been,
If you would have come now, instead of then.
It seems people forget; to them it is just another day.
But for me, I just can't think of it that way.
My heart aches and I can't stop the tears.
I keep on wishing that you were still here.
Others just don't understand why, today, I mourn.
Today is a special day; the day you should have been born
As I persue the aisles,
of the local store,
I see things more differently,
than I ever have before.
"Daddy's Little Angel",
the embroidered bibs do read.
But, Daddy's angel is in Heaven,
and bibs she does not need.
She does not need a bottle,
a dress or a toy.
Of buying those things for her,
we shall never know the joy.
There are tiny jars of baby food,
that she will never eat,
And shiny shoes with buckles,
that will never touch her feet.
As the bikes and trikes taunt me,
from high up on the rack,
Tears will break free from my eyes,
if I dare look back.
I run off to the restroom,
to blow my nose and cry.
I wipe my eyes, swallow hard,
and let out a sigh.
I must go face the paper,
college and wide rule,
That my little angel,
will never use in school.
I hurry past the greeting cards,
that the people chose with care,
And I am reminded,
of the holidays we shall not share.
In the checkout line I bow my head,
and heavy is my heart,
For the family right in front of me,
has a newborn in their cart.
Shopping in the local store,
used to be mundane.
Now every aisle's full of items,
which remind me of my pain.
So, quick as I can, I give the cashier,
the money from my purse,
And hurry away from those who don't know my pain,
in this foreignly happy universe. XXX
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you have been in my thoughts all day emmie. im so sorry,big hugs to you 
