In Memory of...
June 23, 2015
Waiting to Inhale: How to Unhurry the Moment of Birth
Lisa-Jane Merridue - April 2006
The loss of a child can only be felt
No experience in life prepares you for this belt
Sunshine turns to rain, Storming, Chaotic pain
Ebbing and flowing, high tide, low tide -
White horses charged 'til you land on gentler shores.
Little baby will abide by Jesus side,
His angelic wings learning to glide,
Taking flight, spinning, loop the loop - cock a hoop!
In those far off nursery planes he'll live, be loved and grow,
Bouncing around like Tigger with a snigger!
In the gentle breeze of the whispering leaves, may you hear him there
In warmth of the sunshine, may you feel him surround you
In the rose, may you see unconditional love
In your hearts, may you all always be together with Love and In Peace - Until you meet Again x
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