This is a poem i wrote in 2007 when i lost a little boy at 21weeks...

[RissaAnne]

This is a poem i wrote in 2007 when i lost my angel...quite an ordeal for a 22yr old, and considering it was all on my 22nd Birthday so I hope it might be able to help others....


Mum,

As each and everyday goes by,
I want you to look up into the sky.
And know I'm there watching you,
I'll be with you all the year through.
At the moment it might seem queer,
But I don't want you to shed a tear.

Though you can't see me, I'm watching over you,
To ensure your wishes and dreams come true.
Even though my life was short,
I want you to know that i really did try, i even fought.
But it was no good, I had to let go,
Please try and see, it was better to go.

No matter where you go or what you do,
I'll always be there looking out for you.
I'll see your smile, I'll see your tears,
I'll strengthen your hopes and banish your fears.
And though I can never be there for you,
Please remember I Love you.


Darling,

The moment I held you, I simply knew,
You were so special, my angel in blue.
Your tiny hands, and tiny feet,
A tiny heart with a strong beat.
You made no noise not even a cry,
But you said a lot with your little sighs.

Though you came, not meaning to stay,
I wouldn't change any part of the day.
No, I can not see you,
But all around me I can feel you.
I know you fought I know you struggled,
All I could do was give you huggles.

I'll think of you everyday,
Knowing your with me all the way.
My smile is for you and my tears about you,
My fears will always be but my strength comes from you.
You will always be in my heart,
And I'll always love you, like i did at the start.

[Sini]

Beautiful!

[RissaAnne]

Thank You

[tens2many]

How beautiful your peom is

Thought I would share mine hope thats ok



Archie Jo


On Tuesday October 14th 2008

We received our unfair fate,

For our precious little boy Archie Jo,

Had somewhere else he had to go.

He was to be a special little boy for 8 sisters and brothers,

With Glenn as his father and Lisa his mother.

Archie was born with ten perfect little fingers

and ten perfect little toes.

His daddy's flat feet and

His mummy's little button nose.

Perfect in every way,

But not born for us to hold today.

We are only left with what could have been,

Nothing that can be touched,held or seen.

The tears we shed will eventually go away,

but beautiful Archie Jo Farrell,

Shall remain in our hearts every single day.

Written by Lisa Jane Farrell

(2am 8 days after Archie left us.This was for his cellebration service.We chose to celebrate Archie. )



This one was for his 1st birthday!


Today my little Archie jo should be smiling up at me,

I should be smiling down at he,

But instead of happiness and joy,

All I can feel is sadness for my little boy.


I should be able to feed him from my breast

And be complaining that I havent had enough rest,

I should be bathing him and keeping him clean,

And having little nanna naps in between.


I should be washing his dirty nappy,

For this would make me extremly happy,

Instead I am left with sorrow,

And an empty empty tomorrow.


I dont get to see him smile or hear his cries,

I cant even look into his eyes,

I wont ever hear him say mummy,

Or have him lay snugly on my tummy.


I will never feel his soft baby skin,

or have him nuzzle within,

Nor shall I get to kiss my darling baby boy

Nor see him play with one single toy.


I shall never dress him,

Or be able to sing to him,

Never will I hear him tale,

Or watch him stumble when trying to walk.


Never to see him go to school,

Or watch him play with his first little toy tool,

Never to ride a bike or catch a ball,

I will never get to comfort him from a fall.


At 2am I shall not rock him in a chair,

Nor get to see him cuddle a teddy bear,

Never to put bonjella on when he teeths,

Or get to wipe his nose when he shall sneeze.


For I had him taken away

And I had to bury him today,

We had to say our goodbyes,

And wipe our swollen eyes.


All we have left is our broken heart and dreams,

Memories of what should have been,

No little boy to love and hold,

No precious stories to be told...........


Written by Lisa jane
In loving memory of Archie Jo
14/10/2008

[RissaAnne]

They are so nice, its nice to have things like that that show how we were feeling....and i guess its an outlet to help with the grieving process.