Isabella Kathleen Ann Daniel

God makes little children
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.

He gives each to an angel
And says take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town.

Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place.
He gives the angel with it
A big soul full of grace.

God does so love those children
It's all that He can do
To let the Angel take them
But he loves the mother's too.

And so he says I'll lend you
This little one of mine
The angel folds it's love
About the special gift divine.

The angel watches over
The child both day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light

God makes so many children
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially
We don't know why or when

He whispers to its Angel
Bring the child back to me
The angel sees a lovely sight
That someday we may see

It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering him tiny children
Whose souls are shining bright

God does so love those children
Whos souls are never dim
And how he loves those parents
Who give them back to him.
~ Author unknown

Sarah North

December 4, 2008

HEAVEN WAS MISSING AN ANGEL

so sorry for your loss your darling wee girl so sweet,now safe in the arms of Jesus. no more pain only for those left behind,time will heal belive me but never to be fogotten.GOD BLESS and keep you strong remember all the happy times and the joy that wee sole brought to you in her short life may she RIP.

Maggie Mc Combes (someother ANGELS grandma)

April 19, 2008

sorry

hi my name is kimberley i didnt know this sweet baby girl but i would like to offer you support.Im only 11 my friend died a few months ago beth and i know how much u must be missin your little girl.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Kimberley Fallows

April 17, 2008

Ask My Mum How She Is
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My Mum she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before,
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mum how she is,
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie,
Because she can't describe the pain.

Ask my Mum How she is,
She'll say 'I'm alright'
If that's the truth, then tell me,
Why does she cry each night?

Ask my Mum how she is,
She seems to cope so well,
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.

Ask my Mum how she is,
'I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping'
For God's sake Mum, just tell the truth,
Just say your heart is broken.

She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine,
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.

I am here in Heaven,
I cannot hug from here,
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.

On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold,
I'll say 'You're lucky to get in here, Mum,
With all the lies you told!'

Guest

April 17, 2008

We go through life so often
Not stopping to enjoy the day,
And we take each one for granted
As we travel on our way.

We never stop to measure
Anything we just might miss,
But if the wind should blow by softly
You'll feel an ANGELS KISS.

A kiss that is sent from Heaven
A kiss from up above,
A kiss that is very special
From someone that you love.

For in your pain and sorrow
An ANGELS KISS will help you through,
This kiss is very private
For it is meant for only you.

So when your hearts are heavy
And filled with tears and pain,
And no one can console you
Remember once again.....

About the ones you grieve for
Because you sadly miss
And the gentle breeze you took for granted
Was just......... 'AN ANGELS KISS'

Emma (gts)

April 17, 2008