Adrianna's Memorial Space

                      

 
 

                          

       

                            

                

                          

Fly by Celine Dion Fly, fly little wing fly beyond imagining The softest cloud, the whitest dove Upon the wings of heaven's love Past the planets and the stars Leave this lonely world of ours Escape the sorrow and the pain And Fly again. Fly, fly precious one Your endless journey has begun Take your gentle happinesss Far too beautiful for this Cross over to the other shore There is peace forever more But hold this memory bittersweet Until we meet. Fly , fly do not fear Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear Your heart is pure, your soul is free Be on your way don't wait for me Above the universe you'll climb On beyond the hands of time The moon will rise, the sun will set But I won't forget. Fly, fly little wing Fly where only angels sing Fly away the time is right Go now, find the light..

                                          

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I'll lend you for a little time,
a child of mine, He said.
For you to love while he lives,
and mourn when he is dead.
It may be six or seven years,
or twenty-two or three.
But will you , till I call him back,
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over
in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call,
to take him back again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joy Thy child shall bring,
the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
we'll love him while we may;
And for the happiness we've known,
will ever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him
much sooner than we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand.

                              

                            

                                  I am a Mother

 

I've loved my child right from the start,
A feeling that's filled my entire heart.
I went through the labor and suffered the pain,
For many long hours with nothing to gain.

I've spent sleepless nights being awake,
Though it's been a while my arms they still ache.
I've sat and I've wondered of how he would grow,
The love of my family that he'd come to know.

The sound of his voice as he learns to talk,
Watching his steps as he tries to walk.
I have a child that I really love so,
I am his mother yet nobody knows.

I've spent all these months feeling him grow,
I've lived through it all and have nothing to show.
I don't get invited to chat with young mothers,
Because I don't have a baby like all of the others.

I've got some stretch marks that I'd like to hide,
but I don't have a pram with a baby inside.
The people I've known for so many years,
Avoid me now, which adds to my tears.

I don't know how long I'll be feeling like this,
But one thing I know, my baby I miss.
When Mother's day comes it will be very hard,
I won't have any flowers, not even a card.

And just because he's not here with me,
I still have a son I wish I could see.
But one thing I know and this is for sure,
I'll be his mother forevermore!

 

Don't Lean on Me By Richard K. Olsen

Don’t lean on me,
I’m just a straw in the wind.
 I’m not support.
I cannot stand alone. 
 

Time heals they say,
But it also erodes,
Sand, wind, and water
Carve mystical shapes.
 

I am less now than I was,
when life was in the offing,
when joy filled my days
and dreams my nights. 
 

My future is past.
A lonely road to follow,
awaits me,
beyond the garden wall.  
 

She is still
and so am I.
 My heart is muted,
its beat a dirge.

 

Days from night,
no longer discerned.
Sweet and sour,
taste alike.

 

Don’t lean on me,
I cannot stand alone.
But lie here with me,
and wait the light.

 

 

To those who look away when I grow teary-eyed in the baby department,
look a little deeper. Surely you have some compassion in your heart.

To those who change the subject when I speak my sons' names,
change your way of thinking. It just might change your whole life.

To those who roll their eyes and say that we barely had them at all, how
could we miss them so much, in our hearts we have seen them live a thousand
times. We have seen their first steps, first day of school, their weddings,
and their children. We have had them forever in our minds.

To those who say we can have another, we did. I thank God for her everyday,
but even if I have twenty more babies, I will forever have two in the grave,
and that is two too many.

To those who say to get on with my life, I have. It is a different life, the
life of a grieving mother. One with a tremendous amount to be thankful for,
but also one with a lot to mourn the loss of!

 
Do not judge the bereaved mother. She comes in many forms.

She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.
She smiles, but her heart sobs.
She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works, she IS,
but she IS NOT, all at once.
She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for eternity.

Do not dismiss us: we have shaped more than just the future
generation.

We have released all the tiny angels who are watching over you.

 Open your eyes
to US, and you just might see THEM.

~~~ Author Unknown ~~

 

Stillborn

 

 

I carried you in hope,
the long nine months of my term,
remembered that close hour when we made you,
often felt you kick and move
as slowly you grew within me,
wondered what you would look like
when your wet head emerged,
girl or boy, and at what glad moment
I should hear your birth cry,
and I welcoming you
with all you needed of warmth and food;
we had a home waiting for you.
After my strong labourings,
sweat cooled on my limbs,
my small cries merging with the summer air,
you came. You did not cry.
You did not breathe.
We had not expected this;
it seems your birth had no meaning,
Or had you rejected us?
They will say that you did not live,
register you as stillborn.
but you lived for me all that time
in the dark chamber of my womb,
and when I think of you now,
perfect in your little death,
I know that for me you are born still;
I shall carry you with me forever,
my child, you were always mine,
you are mine now.
Death and life are the same mysteries.

Leonard Clark

 

I'm Everyplace

 

Mom & Dad don't mourn for me;

I'm still here, though you don't see.

I'm right by your side each night and day

and within your heart I long to stay.

My body is gone but I'm always near

I'm everything you feel, see or hear.

My spirit is free, but I'll never depart

as long as you keep me alive in your heart.

I'll never wander out of you sight,

I'm the brightest star on a summer night.

I'll never be beyond your reach,

I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach.

I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around

and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.

I'm the beautiful flowers of whigh you're so fond.

The clear cool water in a quiet pond.

I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring;

The first warm raindrop that April will bring.

I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,

and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.

When you start thinking there's no one to love you,

you can talk to me through the Lord above you.

I''ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,

and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep

and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.

I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.

Just look for me, I'm everyplace

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