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Tiny Angel
(Baby Boy Poem)
For a brief and fleeting moment
an Angel touched the ground -
With tiny wings and halo
and sweet, soft Angel sounds.
Blessing the lives of others
in beauty and in grace -
Those who saw the Angel knew
God had kissed his tiny face.
The Angel came for reasons
we may not understand -
A journey brief, with gifts so great
and guided by God’s hand.
So, rest now tiny Angel
your work on earth is through -
In the beauty of God’s perfect love
we saw His gift in you.
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
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
Heavens Nursery
(Loss Of Baby Child Poems)
In Heaven there
must surely be -
A special place
a nursery.
Where little spirits
not fully grown -
Go to live in their
Heavenly home.
The Angels must
attend with love -
Tiny spirits
on wings of doves.
The choir of Angels
sing lullabies -
To quieten down
their tiny cries.
The Father must
come by each day -
To cuddle and play
in a special way.
These tiny spirits
left earth too soon -
Little ones called home
from the womb.
These sparks of life
did not come to perish -
But came to the Father’s
love to cherish.
To grow and learn
in His own arms -
Safely away
from earthly harm.
The comforter was sent
to earth at once -
To the parents who lost
their little one.
Withe aching hearts
their arms are bare -
The question ‘why’
is always there.
Then all at once
in the midst of tears -
There comes a peace
that stills the fears.
The parents share
the Father’s own need -
To hold their tiny
spirit being.
They relinquish their own
desperate hold -
And release their baby
to the Father’s fold.
Then comes an Angel
to whisper the truth -
Of a nursery in Heaven
bearing rich fruit.
Of tiny spirits chosen
to worship the Father -
A place that couldn’t
be filled by another.
Called to be spared
from the struggles of earth -
Chosen to be one
of Heaven’s births.
So Father, whisper
words, of love from me -
To our unborn ‘life’
in your nursery.
