Very few things in life can bypass the pain of losing a child, if you ever have lost a child then you can understand the pain the most. The death of a loved one is always a huge loss. When a baby dies, however, it is a loss that goes beyond grieving.
You know, the elderly are the ones who have lived a fulfilled life, and when they pass away, they will sense all the meaning in life. But when a baby dies without a chance to experience life, his/ her death seems meaningless. Therefore, the death of a child of any age is a painful and gruesome fact for any parent, making the loving words of encouragement from the loved ones seem inadequate.
When a child dies, his/ her loved ones will have to bear the loss. Especially, the father and mother are the ones sufer the most, but relatives and friends also share the pain. So, poems about the death of baby are the best way for loved ones to share their grief, and for parents to find solace in the loss of their child. Poems can be kept in a personal diary, shared as condolences, or can be read at a memorial service.
1, I Was That Child © BardSaint
Whisper me what begins with no step,
Show me the road of life that ain’t slippery,
Tell me, Childhood – A lot you’ve hidden from me.
For a journey of a thousand miles-
Begins but with a step.
I am that child who was backed-
But didn’t know the road was far and slippery.
I was that child in my conceiver womb,
Who conceived not the thoughts,
That childhood is a hiding hood.
Summers and winters have come and gone.
Inventions have come and more-
Life is giving and death is taking,
Conceivers have conceived-
But none the thoughts they need,
Days are telling the numbers of figures in age.
Here I am, Fixed gaze at the little ones,
For I was like this-
I was that child who was backed
But didn’t know the road was far and slippery…
2, Oh! African Child © Ude Quadir DevonKel
Born in the ghettos where hate is blind
Pain is your daily bread, and death is kind.
Your eyes flow with unending tears
You’re daily thrust with life’s painful Spears.
Daily, you’re beaten by life’s threatening fears.
You cry but no one hears.
Oh! African Child, raised in the ghettos.
Daily your best you give,
But yet the worst you receive.
For you, death has become attractive.
The greatest agony for you is to live.
Oh African child
You have lost hope in everything living
You wish to join the dying who are leaving
For you, nothing in life is worth believing.
Your leaders are far from leading,
They tell you that you’re the leader of tomorrow, but that’s only deceiving.
3, The Death of My Child © Carla Y. Nixon-Haynes
Dear God,
Death is a painful and sensitive subject to touch,
It’s hard to let go of someone that you love so much,
I wish that I could run and hide,
From all of the pain and emptiness that I am feeling deep inside,
But there is no way around the wear and tear,
From losing a child, it doesn’t seem fair,
Lord, out of all the questions, I have to ask why,
Did my precious little boy have to die,
My son meant the world to me,
And now he’s gone, how could that be,
I guess this is one of those situations that I will never
understand,
But I’ve certainly come to realize things don’t always go according to my plan,
Lord, throughout this painful journey, I really need you,
Every step of the way, to guide and walk me through,
My heart is really aching and the pain seems more than I can bear,
Only you can understand the bond that a mother and child share,
I will hold on to the memories, each and every one,
And try to accept what I can’t change but Lord, I need you to help me overcome,
All of the mixed emotions that are standing in my way,
If only I could turn back the hands of time that led to this dismay,
The day before his death, I uttered the words, “I can’t wait for tomorrow to come,”
Had no idea “tomorrow” would bring forth the death of my son,
If only I knew then what I’m forced to deal with now,
I would have cherished every second, and embraced him more somehow,
The angel of death came so rapidly to grant my son his wings,
Without warning or preparation; never know what a day may bring,
I’ve certainly come to realize, unfortunately, through the loss of my son,
Death will greet us all one day, and when that final second come,
No amount of money, neither fame, gender, age, nor race,
Can prevent or stop the process of transitioning to that final resting place!
In Loving Memory of
Brandon J. Haynes
4, Tears Of An Innocent Child © Nœluťhânďo Thãndœ
I love them but they can’t say the same about me
They don’t care about me
Sometimes i wish i could disappear from this world
No one cares about my thoughts
I am a lonely child who left to die
They act like they love me
Just to get what they want
What have i done to deserve this pain
I am a human like you
I bleed the same red blood like you
I make mistakes like you
I once had parents like you
But death took them away ,
Away from me
I wish it could come back and take me too
Cause there is nothing left for me
On this place
I don’t have much to give
Love is all i have
5, Heaven’s Rocking Chair © Ron Tranmer
Are there rocking chairs in Heaven
where little babies go?
Do the angels hold you closely
and rock you to and fro?
Do they talk silly baby talk
to get a smile or two,
and sing the sleepy lullabies
I used to sing to you?
My heart is aching for you,
my angel child so dear.
You brought such joy into my life
the short time you were here.
I know you’re in a happy place
and in God’s loving care.
I dream each night I’m rocking you
in Heaven’s rocking chair.
6, The Strength You Gave Me © Daniel Kerr
They tell me it’s amazing how I’ve stayed so strong,
but they don’t see how I cry when I hear your song.
They see the smile on my face but miss the hurt in my eye.
I would rather seem rude than let them see me cry.
I put on this front as I don’t want the world to see
the pain and sorrow so deep inside me.
I don’t act this way ’cause I’m ashamed to feel the way I do.
I act this way in honour of you,
because although I hurt right now and my heart is broken,
I can’t help but feel pride and love when your name is spoken.
My strength comes from the love you gave to me,
and it’s that strength I want the world to see.
I will always love and miss you;
that I will never hide,
and when people ask me about my daughter,
they will always see my pride.
You were so precious and your memory will always live on.
I’ll never be sad that I had you, only that you’re gone.
My tears are not a sign of my weakness;
they are a sign of the love I have inside.
They will always fall down my cheeks
when I think of you with pride.
They say it takes a real man to admit when he is sad,
but how can I be sad when I look at the daughter that I had?
I will always have the memories of my little girl,
and you will always be my world.
Always remember you gave me this strength and that
you will always be your daddy’s little girl!!!
7, Death of a Baby © Adrienne Jupiter
Death of a future unknown
Death of little seeds never to grow
Death to the womb of imagination
Letting go of the human form
A small release
Compared with the collapse of a possible
Future
The collapse of the skull
Which held within it
Infinite possibilities
Of worlds Unimagined
And untainted by human form
The cease of the beat
Of a heart which could have
Started the hearts in a
Revolution of love
The cruelty of crushing impact
Smashing skulls
Smashing sense
Smashing souls
Oh wrecking ball of fate
You live in my body
Taking up space
Wherever you see fit
And yet, one foot follows
A hand, a hip, an elbow
Disjointed dance of progression
Crumpling to the core of the earth
Like the dance of release technique
I rebound into the atmosphere
And run
And run
And run
Anticipating the sprout of those
Promised wings
I dreamed of
As a child
8, My Heart… © Eileen Countryman
Spirits beckon me from afar…
I stand alone and there you are…
A person you once were…
Now a spirit, shadows, you stir…
A feeling, a chill, a noise – “you there?”
I feel you, but can’t see you, I am aware.
You died before your time, sadness, a tear
A loss, devastation, “are you near???”
Heaven has an Angel, I have a hole…
You were my heart, death – my heart it stole…
Now my life is a wreck, a mess you see…
How can I go on? Losing you – I lost me…
Each day I awake, praying it was only a dream.
I run to your room, “are you there?” I scream….
My heart breaks all over again and again each day
I fall to the floor, I cry and cry, the pain is here to stay.
I look for you randomly, sometimes I feel you
My child, I love you. Each day the pain, hurts anew…
I wake up each day, I get up, I am so numb.
The ache is my constant, let this pain be undone…
Why did you take my baby away?
My child had not yet lived his life persay…
Why did heaven need my heart…
My child was like fine art.
The smile was his gift
For My spirit he did lift…
His eyes were the windows to my soul
My love ran deep, death did stole.
I cry each day as the pain won’t go away…
The hurt will always be with me. It will stay.
As one day runs into another, and the next
I get up and live the best I can, hoping for a text…
One that says Mom I am fine…. I Love You!
I am ok, life in heaven is great, I miss you too…
I am with you each day, Mom. I am that bird
I am that butterfly, the faint I Love you, hope you heard.
The feather floating by, that penny on the ground
I am with you forever and always, I am all around.
I love you forever and always. My love runs deep
I give you back your heart mom… It is yours to keep.
9, Grandpa © Lisa D. Scott
Dear Grandpa,
I don’t want you to worry about me.
This was the plan from the very first day.
God told me to trust him, you see,
To believe and trust his way.
When Mommy told you about me,
I saw that sadness in your eyes,
What to feel or how to be.
Yes, Grandpa, I heard your cries.
I know that this was hard for you,
And I saw you on your knees,
Praying for a miracle to come true.
Your heart was on your sleeve.
I heard you scream to Jesus why,
Blaming him for losing me.
I’ll always be your grandson,
And my grandpa you’ll always be.
I found comfort in your arms
And the love you had for me.
I’m not far from where you are.
In your heart I’ll always be.
Heaven is really a peaceful place.
I’ll meet you again one day.
Keep your faith and always pray.
Know Jesus and trust his way.
I felt you hold my hand that day
And say your I love you’s.
Up here, Grandpa, I can run and play.
Close your eyes, you’ll see me, too.
The day I left this life to be
In heaven with someone new.,
Not only Jesus Christ, you see.
I met your grandpa, too.
10, Teddy Bear © Ron Tranmer
It’s my very favorite place.
I feel closer to you there.
We rock the hours away.
Me and your Teddy Bear.
The rocking chair is squeaking,
as rocking chairs will do.
I pretend the one I’m holding
isn’t Teddy Bear, but you.
I miss your little chubby cheeks.
They were so fun to kiss.
Cuddling you, and hearing you goo
are among the things I miss.
Precious memories of you linger.
My child I miss you so.
I hope one day my heart will heal.
It’s hard to let you go.
When in time God calls me home
to be with you up there;
With joy I’ll hold you in my arms
instead of Teddy Bear.
11, The way I feel © Melissa L Eshleman’s
They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way I feel,
No-one knows the heartache,
That lies behind my smile,
No-one knows how many times,
I have broken down and cried,
I want to tell you something,
So there won’t be any doubt,
You’re so wonderful to think of,
But so hard to be without.
12, The Cord © Amy Merrick
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This cord can’t been seen
By any on Earth.
This cord does it’s work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.
The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.
It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.
I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can’t take it away!
13, Death of a Baby © Hofmann Ines
While your baby learned
How to walk on earth
My baby learned
How to fly with angels
In heaven.
I not only lost a child.
I lost a piece of my heart.
Death leaves a heartache
no one can heal.
Love leaves a memory
no one can steal.
14, Baby Boy © Angie Milton
There are no words to say but, “I love you,”
For I’ve shed tears to not have heard you coo.
A mother’s joy turned to grief in a moment so fast,
Hard to bear that your heartbeat had passed.
Instead of Heaven sent, you were sent to Heaven to be;
You’re another guardian angel to watch over me.
I was blessed enough to hold you so dear.
I will try and fight all emotions of shedding a tear.
Baby boy, baby boy, just know,
You will always be loved; you’ll see my tears flow.
I must admit I don’t agree of what plan
God had for you and me.
I shall not be angry or fall apart;
Please just know I love you with all my heart.
I’ll see you someday in the future not so near,
‘Til then, baby boy, I’ll love you from here.
15, Please Don’t Ever Tell Me © Author Unknown
I’m going to tell you something
I hope you’ll never have to know.
I’ll tell you how a heart can break
And tears can constant flow.
I lost my baby girl you see,
An angel in my eyes
God chose to take her hand one day
And led her to the skies.
But please do not forget my child
She was a person too
And forever she will live
Inside of me and you.
So, please don’t ever tell me
That time will heal my pain
Because not even time
Can bring her back again.
Just tell me she is happy
In that land way up above
She’s snuggled in an angels wings
All wrapped in Mommy’s love.
16, If Only © Ron Tranmer
If only, my child, I could send,
A basket filled with love,
And pretty blue forget-me-not’s
To your new home above.
If only I could send a hug
Past every twinkling star,
And a suitcase filled with kisses
Up to heaven where you are.
If only I could rock you
As I did not long ago,
And sing you one more lullaby
Before you had to go.
If only’s fill my every thoughts
As my heart is aching for you.
With faith, I’ll wait until the time
“If only’s” all come true.
17, Gone But Not Forgotten © Timothy Halliday
You were a ripple on a glass-like pond,
Just a moment in time; it’s hard to respond.
A wave crashing onto an empty beach,
I went to talk, but I’ve lost all speech.
A whisper in the winter night’s air.
How can this be true, how can this be fair?
You were meant to live; this just feels rotten.
You’re gone now, but you’re not forgotten.
A ray of sunshine through darkened clouds.
The silence is deafening amidst the crowds.
The sound of a bee on a summer’s day,
You were here for a moment, but then you went away.
I keep you in my heart like a trap I’m caught in.
You’re gone now, but you’re not forgotten.
I will love you always, you have to know.
You were so small, no time to grow.
You were here for a moment, and then you were gone.
It’s hard to move forward; it’s hard to go on.
I remember you still; I wrapped you in cotton.
You’re gone now, but you’re not forgotten.
I want to shout, and I still want to scream.
I want to wake up out of this terrible dream.
Your beauty took my breath away.
I wish you could still be here; I wish you could stay.
I’m meant to move on; I’m meant to climb,
But how do I move past that brief moment in time?
There’s only one thought when I remember you now.
The promise I made, I remember my vow.
I know what I told you; I’d love you forever.
You’re gone now, but forget you? Never!!
So remember please my only begotten.
You’re gone now, but you’re not forgotten…
18, Fly © Jean-Jacques Goldman and Phil Galdston
Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind 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 happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem’ry 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
19, Garden of Stone © Michael Kaner
He wiped away the snow
And laid down a single rose.
Thinking of what might have been.
Another tear falls in the
garden of stone…
He could have been president,
A ballplayer or won a Nobel prize.
But it’ll never come to be,
And we’ll never look into his eyes.
Another tear falls in a
garden of stone…
We watched the tubes and wires,
And they said that he was gone.
A life snuffed out too early,
Never to see another dawn.
Another tear falls
In the garden of stone.
Another day passes
And they’re all alone.
The world gets older
But he’s still two.
And we dream of things,
He’ll never do.
He’ll never ride a two wheeler,
Or take a bus to school.
All we have are our memories,
We’ve lost our precious jewel.
Never play in little league
Never steal a first kiss,
We think of all those things
He’s going to miss.
Never go to college,
Never walk down the aisle,
Never know the joys of parenthood.
We miss him all the while.
Another tear falls in the garden of stone.
20, My Son © Amanda J. Kennedy
When I sink down,
No fight left, I drown.
Darkness gathers around.
I feel nothing, I make no sound.
Then the pain crashes, hits my heart.
Unexplainable feelings tear me apart.
Like an internal explosion,
I am overwhelmed with emotion.
To share is too hard.
I am wounded, beaten, and scarred.
My pain is mine and personal to me,
Never ending grief you cannot see.
What you have to understand
Is my son’s death was never planned.
Yes, after all this time I feel pain.
I still sit and weep; tears fall like rain.
I am shocked and always will be.
He was my son, my precious baby.
In my heart I keep him and I survive.
I feel this pain keeps a part of him alive.
He is in every teardrop.
He is in my blood.
He is my savior.
He is my son.
21, A Parent’s Prayer © Author Unknown
When a child is apart,
even for a little while,
a parent says a prayer.
We ask the Lord to protect…
to be where we cannot be,
to go where we cannot go.
In Him we place our trust,
for He sees, He knows.
Though how your heart must break,
parted for now from your little one,
know that the Lord keeps your little one safe,
with Him, where we all belong.
He will keep your child in a loving embrace,
just as He keeps you, a child, too.
That is His answer to a parent’s prayer,
that is His love —
forever, everywhere.
22, Teardrops © Ron Tranmer
Teardrops are falling. We embrace this sad day.
A sweet little baby has just passed away.
So perfect his spirit, so perfect his love,
So perfect a gift from a Father above.
Our child, your family is grieving this day,
In our hearts God has told us why you couldn’t stay.
A spirit so special, so perfect, and pure,
should not have the trials of this life to endure.
You wanted a family, that’s why you came.
To be loved on earth, and given a name.
Then back to our Heavenly Father you went,
fulfilling the mission for which you were sent.
Although our grief is heavy this day,
we know you are happy, and not far away.
Loved ones have gathered close to your side.
Life is Eternal… you’ve really not died.
Know that we love you with all of our heart.
We’ll see you our dear one when this life we part.
Save us a place where we’ll be close to you,
and in joy we’ll embrace, as our love we renew.
23, Too Pure To Stay © Ron Tranmer
At the loss of a dear sweet child
words cannot explain,
how much the heart is broken,
or how awful is the pain.
“Why doest Thou take little ones?”
I asked as I knelt to pray.
I felt His spirit telling me;
“They are too pure to stay.”
I had the warmest feeling
That my child is happy and waits,
until we are together again
past Heaven’s golden gates.
Time will reunite us.
In not too many years.
In heavens place, we’ll embrace
and joy will replace tears.
24, Mother To An Angel © Ron Tranmer
A tiny little angel
bid a silent sweet goodbye
to a sad and weeping mother,
then flew off to heaven’s sky.
When a spirit child is perfect
there’s no need for them to stay.
They come and choose a family
then go quickly on their way.
The trials and pain of earth life
are not theirs to endure.
God knows these precious little ones
are much too good and pure.
But while here, a bond is made.
Closer than any other.
One of everlasting love
between the child and mother.
I’m the mother of an angel.
who is watching over me.
How I wish you could have stayed,
but it’s not meant to be.
For a time, my little angel,
you and I will be apart,
but until I hold you in my arms,
I’ll hold you in my heart.
25, A Mother’s Lament For Her Son’s © Death Robert Burns
FATE gave the word, the arrow sped,
And pierc’d my darling’s heart;
And with him all the joys are fled
Life can to me impart.
By cruel hands the sapling drops,
In dust dishonour’d laid;
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
My age’s future shade.
The mother-linnet in the brake
Bewails her ravish’d young;
So I, for my lost darling’s sake,
Lament the live-day long.
Death, oft I’ve feared thy fatal blow.
Now, fond, I bare my breast;
O, do thou kindly lay me low
With him I love, at rest!
26, A Child Of Mine © Edgar Guest
I will lend you, for a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he’s 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 should 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 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 labour vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
‘Dear Lord, Thy will be done!’
For all the joys 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,
Forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we’ve planned.
We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
27, Sixteen Candles © Sharon Philbin
Your 16th birthday came and went,
There were no candles on your cake.
Just a flood of memories,
Funny, Heartfelt, Wonder, Excitement,
Anger, Teasing, Fear, Anxiety, Joy, Worry, Laughter…..
Your 16th birthday came and went.
There were no candles on your cake.
28, Talking is Releasing © Elizabeth Dent
Go ahead and mention my child,
The one who died you know.
Don’t worry about hurting me further,
The depth of my pain doesn’t show.
Don’t worry about making me cry.
I’m already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.
I’m hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending she didn’t exist.
I’d rather you mention my child,
Knowing that she has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing.
I say “pretty good” or “fine.”
But healing is something ongoing.
I feel it will take a lifetime.
29, A Baby’s Death © Kate Seymour Maclean
A little white soul went up to God,
Out of the mire of the city street;
It grew like a flower in the highway broad,
Close to the trample of heedless feet.
It fell like a snow-flake over night,
Into the ways by vile ones trod;
It sparkled–dissolved in the morning light,
And the little white soul went up to God.
Dainty, flower-soft, waxen thing,
Its clear eyes opened on this bad earth,
And the little shuddering soul took wing,
By the gate of death, from the gate of birth.
Not for those innocent lips and eyes,
The words and the ways of sin and strife;
The pure flower opened in paradise,
Fast by the banks of the river of life.
Yea, little victors, who never fought;
And crowned, though ye never ran the race,
His blood your innocent lives hath bought,
And ye stand before Him and see His face!
For this, oh Father! we give Thee thanks,
By the little graves, and the tear-wet sod,
They stand before Thee in shining ranks,
And the little white souls are safe with God!
30, A Baby’s Death © Algernon Charles Swinburne
A little soul scarce fledged for earth
Takes wing with heaven again for goal
Even while we hailed as fresh from birth
A little soul.
Our thoughts ring sad as bells that toll,
Not knowing beyond this blind world’s girth
What things are writ in heaven’s full scroll.
Our fruitfulness is there but dearth,
And all things held in time’s control
Seem there, perchance, ill dreams, not worth
A little soul.
The little feet that never trod
Earth, never strayed in field or street,
What hand leads upward back to God
The little feet?
A rose in June’s most honied heat,
When life makes keen the kindling sod,
Was not so soft and warm and sweet.
Their pilgrimage’s period
A few swift moons have seen complete
Since mother’s hands first clasped and shod
The little feet.
The little hands that never sought
Earth’s prizes, worthless all as sands,
What gift has death, God’s servant, brought
The little hands?
We ask: but love’s self silent stands,
Love, that lends eyes and wings to thought
To search where death’s dim heaven expands.
Ere this, perchance, though love know nought,
Flowers fill them, grown in lovelier lands,
Where hands of guiding angels caught
The little hands.
The little eyes that never knew
Light other than of dawning skies,
What new life now lights up anew
The little eyes?
Who knows but on their sleep may rise
Such light as never heaven let through
To lighten earth from Paradise?
No storm, we know, may change the blue
Soft heaven that haply death descries
No tears, like these in ours, bedew
The little eyes.
Was life so strange, so sad the sky,
So strait the wide world’s range,
He would not stay to wonder why
Was life so strange?
Was earth’s fair house a joyless grange
Beside that house on high
Whence Time that bore him failed to estrange?
That here at once his soul put by
All gifts of time and change,
And left us heavier hearts to sigh
‘Was life so strange?’
Angel by name love called him, seeing so fair
The sweet small frame;
Meet to be called, if ever man’s child were,
Angel by name.
Rose-bright and warm from heaven’s own heart he came,
And might not bear
The cloud that covers earth’s wan face with shame.
His little light of life was all too rare
And soft a flame:
Heaven yearned for him till angels hailed him there
Angel by name.
The song that smiled upon his birthday here
Weeps on the grave that holds him undefiled
Whose loss makes bitterer than a soundless tear
The song that smiled.
His name crowned once the mightiest ever styled
Sovereign of arts, and angel: fate and fear
Knew then their master, and were reconciled.
But we saw born beneath some tenderer sphere
Michael, an angel and a little child,
Whose loss bows down to weep upon his bier
The song that smiled.
31, Baby Death © Elias Boudinot’s
For the sweet babe, my doating heart
Did all a Mother’s fondness feel;
Carefull to act each tender part
and guard from every threatning ill.
But what alass! availd my care?
The unrelenting hand of death,
Regardless of a parent’s prayr
Has stoped my lovely Infant’s breath—
With rapture number Oer thy Charms,
While on thy harmless sports intent,
Or pratling in my happy arms—
No More thy self Important tale
Some embryo meaning shall convey,
Which, should th’ imperfect accents fail,
Thy speaking looks would still display—
Thou’st gone, forever gone—yet where,
Ah! pleasing thought; to endless bliss.
Then, why Indulge the rising tear?
Canst thou, fond heart, lament for this?
Let reason silence nature’s strife,
And weep Maria’s fate no more;
She’s safe from all the storms of life,
And Wafted to a peacefull Shore.
32, My Little Angel © Author Unknown
You’ve just walked on ahead of me
And I’ve got to understand
You must release the ones you love
And let go of their hand.
I try and cope the best I can
But I’m missing you so much
If I could only see you
And once more feel your touch.
Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me
Don’t worry I’ll be fine
But now and then I swear I feel
Your hand slip into mine.
33, Tears © Author Unknown
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories a lane,
I’d walk right up to Heaven
and bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
34, Precious Son © Anon
God, I know you gave your precious Son
To give us life with You.
But we didn’t want our son to leave,
Cause he was precious too.
We all are special in your eyes
And all to you return.
We know our son will not come back,
And for this our hearts still yearn.
Our time on earth is for learning,
And when our lessons are through,
Our Lord will choose the time we leave,
And we come back to you.
Our precious son is with you,
And there will be a day,
That we too will leave this earth,
And you will light our way.
His arms will be wide open,
And the wait will be worthwhile,
When we see again our precious son,
And the splendor of his smile.
35, I Miss You Too © Author Unknown
Mommy please don’t be sad,
I miss you so much too.
It’s beautiful here,
but I worry a lot about you.
I sleep with angels watching me…
there is only love up here.
I am never lonely or afraid
because God is so very near.
I walk with Jesus every day,
He is very kind and loving.
Don’t worry Mom, He holds my hand
when we cross a golden street.
I never cry or hurt myself,
I see Grandpa every day.
I play and laugh and sing a lot
and I hear you when you pray.
Please Mommy, don’t be mad at God,
you see He loves me too.
And even though you are not with me,
I am really still with you.
36, A Beautiful Little Angel © Amor Hall – Pineda
Heart full of joy and excitement
To meet you face to face.
Months of waiting and anticipating
To give you my soft embrace.
Amazed at God’s blessed marvel,
I watched in wonder as you grew.
For nine months you were my daily miracle,
Every move I felt, sparked a love so new.
Now my little one lies here with me,
In a deep slumber she’ll forever be.
Pretty eyes I’ll never be able to see,
Nor hear her voice be filled with glee.
My heart is in grief; it feels so empty.
The reason you’re gone is still a mystery.
You are my beautiful little angel.
Most treasured but not meant to be with me.
Rest now, my beautiful little angel…
You are loved and you will be missed.
Forever in our heart is where you’ll stay,
Until we see you again someday.
We love you, Khayeden Germay…
37, The Saddest Word, Goodbye © Author unknown
When God calls our children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with,
the death of one small child.
Who does so much to make our world,
seem so wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to His fold.
So He picks a rosebud
before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but few.
To make the land of heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be Good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind,
Must realize God loves children.
Angels Are Hard To Find!
38, Death of a Young Son by Drowning © Margaret Atwood
He, who navigated with success
the dangerous river of his own birth
once more set forth
on a voyage of discovery
into the land I floated on
but could not touch to claim.
His feet slid on the bank,
the currents took him;
he swirled with ice and trees in the swollen water
and plunged into distant regions,
his head a bathysphere;
through his eyes’ thin glass bubbles
he looked out, reckless adventurer
on a landscape stranger than Uranus
we have all been to and some remember.
There was an accident; the air locked,
he was hung in the river like a heart.
They retrieved the swamped body,
cairn of my plans and future charts,
with poles and hooks
from among the nudging logs.
It was spring, the sun kept shining, the new grass
leapt to solidity;
my hands glistened with details.
After the long trip I was tired of waves.
My foot hit rock. The dreamed sails
collapsed, ragged.
I planted him in this country
like a flag.
39, My Angel Baby © Heather
I never got to see your eyes
or hold your hand or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which will never come true.
My heart sank the day that I knew
I would never get to meet you.
I had made plans and had aspirations.
If only I had a little more patience.
I never thought the Lord would take you
away from me so soon.
But I’ll never forget that dismal day,
around two in the afternoon.
The day I knew something was not right,
and through many tears I would have to fight.
Now, all I do is dream every night
about what life would have been like.
What if you really had been born?
But all we have are dreams of that,
and all we can do is mourn.
We will not mourn for you though,
because we know you’re where you need to be,
even though it isn’t here with me.
You are my angel baby because God wanted you with Him.
Now, forever with his angels, His praises you will sing.
None of my dreams for you will ever come true,
because of that day God chose to take you.
But, my angel baby, you will always be
in my heart forever, forever a part of me.
40, Daddy’s Little Angel © Ilona M. Blake
Tiny angel, baby girl
Spread your wings and fly.
God picked you as his special angel,
Up there in the sky.
Your mum and I are very sorry
For all that you went through.
I am forever devastated that
We never got to meet you.
We missed seeing your little smile,
Your little eyes and nose.
We missed holding your tiny hands
And tickling your little toes.
We thought we would get to share
Good times, laughter and fun,
But sadly you were taken from us
Before your life had begun.
I will think of you every single day,
And I know your mum will too.
And we will keep you close to our heart
In everything we do.
So whenever I see beautiful rainbow
High up in the sky
Or in the garden when I see
A graceful butterfly flutter by,
I’ll think of you, my little one
‘Cause you will always be
Forever in our hearts
For your beautiful mummy and me.
I will look to the sky on a starry night
And search for the brightest star,
As I will know that will be you
Shining down on us from afar.
Tiny angel, baby girl
Mummy and Daddy want you to know
That you mean the world to us.
We love you forever so.
41, The Death Of Baby Grace © Linda Winchell
Read in the headlines today
Of a child now known as, ‘Baby Grace.’
Such a sweet little child of God
Seen in a photo sporting a smile upon
A small pale Angelic face.
She was murdered by her Mother and Father
When beaten and thrown across the room.
Splitting her scull, then was stuffed in a box
Hidden in a shed, which for a month
There became her unwanted plastic tomb.
Then taken to the ocean
Box thrown like garbage into the sea.
Baby Grace is no longer living
Never again her sweet smile to see.
Her pleas for help unanswered
As her two parents, administered those leathal blows.
Now Baby Grace is God’s little Angel
With a hallo of light so brightly lit now glows.
She cried out, ‘Mommy I love you!‘
Hoping that their abuse would somehow stop!
But all this little Baby received from Mom
Was another beating or back-handed pop!
The world will miss you sweet child of Grace
Neighbors and friends never again will see
Your sweet Angelic looking face.
God heard you my child, your cries of, ‘I love you’s’
No more my child to feel the pain
Of those who they called your parents
The one’s who only chose to you abuse.
*God Bless You, ‘Baby Grace.’
‘Rest in God’s arms.’
42, A Child’s Death © RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Rock the cradle gently, careful lest it fall.
Gingerly treat with kindness and great care.
Lifetimes depend upon gentle compassion given
to a child when death is near.
Reach out through grief and make the burden
of sorrow easier to bear.
43, Death Of A Child © Herbert Nehrlich
You came into our lives,
I can still heart the patter
of wrinkled feet, so soft.
You could not stay
but needed to say, fleetingly
Farewell, before the end
of a mysterious journey.
And it is certain, without doubt,
that God did sent you,
with love he took you back.
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