Angel Baby Girl Funeral Poem

Angel

(Sympathy Baby Girl Poem)

Teardrops, slow and steady
the pain so real and true –
God took another Angel
and that Angel, dear, was you.

Angel wings, upon the clouds
your body softly sleeps –
Hush now little princess
no more tears you have to weep.

Memories and little prayers
we all are mourning you –
But we’ll celebrate the
short life you led
we will never, forget you.

I know God will look after you
now you are truly alive –
Your spirit soars beyond the moon
your legacy will survive.

You’re beautiful, you’re endless
now stretch your wings and fly –
We love you so, I love you so
but now we say goodbye.

Close your pretty eyes
no more tears, just go and rest –
Let your soul lie peacefully
we know you did your best.

It was your time, so as we cry
go forward that extra mile –
You did what you were sent to do
you made everybody smile.

– Christelle Dardagos

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Angel’s Call Funeral Poems

Angel’s Call

(Sympathy Funeral Poems)

An Angel in
a robe of white –
Came to me as
I slept last night.

She smiled and whispered
in my ear –
‘It’s time for you
to come, my dear.’

‘Though time was short
since you were born –
You’ve earned the crown
without the thorns.

God knows the sweetness
of your soul –
Your spirit and heart
are pure and whole.’

I asked if I
could say goodbye –
To Mom and Dad
who were nearby.

The Angel smiled
and said with a nod –
‘I’m sure that will
be okay with God.’

Did you feel
my kiss goodbye –
And the tears that
fell from my eyes?

Have trust in God
though I must go –
Just like me
He loves you so.

He will comfort
and hold your hand –
And help you so
you’ll understand.

And when your Heavenly
call comes too –
With outstretched arms
I’ll come to you.

– Ron Tranmer

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Children Who Die Are Not Really Gone

Child Loss Poems Quotes

Children who die
are not really gone –
But go to a place
that is something like home.

Where they sleep the deep sleep
as quiet as stone –
Until we can join them
when our lives are done.

Children who die
are not really dead –
But just like good children
tucked into bed.

Wait the long wait
while we go ahead –
Till our tales are all told
and our tears are all shed.

Children who die
feel no pleasure or pain –
In the place where they wait
till they see us again.

And all of us dance
in a world washed with rain –
Where the sun shines so brightly
no sorrows remain.

– Nicholas Gordon

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Childhood Doesn’t Wait – Inspirational Poems

Childhood Doesn’t Wait

(Inspirational Poems)

I was sitting on a bench
while in a nearby mall,
When I noticed a young mother
with two children who were small.

The youngest one was whining,
“Pick me up,” I heard him beg
but the mother’s face grew angry
as the child clung to her leg.

“Don’t hang on to me,” she shouted
as she pushed his hands away,
I wish I’d had the courage
to go up to her and say…

“The time will come too quickly
when those little arms that tug,
Won’t ask for you to hold them
or won’t freely give a hug.

“The day will sneak up subtly
just as it did with me,
When you can’t recall the last time
that your child sat on your knee.

“Like those sacred, pre-dawn feedings
when we cherished time alone
Our babies grow and leave behind
those special times we’ve known.

“So when your child comes to you
with a book that you can share,
Or asks that you would tuck him in
and help him say his prayer…

“When he comes to sit and chat
or would like to take a walk,
Before you answer that you can’t
`cause there’s no time to talk.

“Remember what all parents learn
so many times too late,
That years go by too quickly
and that childhood doesn’t wait.

“Take every opportunity,
if one should slip away
Reach hard to get it back again,
don’t wait another day.”

I watched that mother walk away
her children followed near,
I hope she’ll pick them up
before her chances disappear.

~ Kathie Davis