Ask My Mom How She Is
My Mom, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before.
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mom how she is
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie,
Because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mom how she is,
She'll say, "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, tell me,
Why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mom how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For God's sake Mom, just tell the truth.
Just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven,
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you, don't listen.
Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mom,
With all the lies you told!"
What Makes a Mother
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked "What makes a mother?"
And I know I heard him say:
A mother has a baby,
This we know is true.
But God, can you be a mother,
When your baby's not with you?
Yes you can, he replied
With confidence in his voice.
I give many women babies,
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for the day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay.
I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here.
He took a breath,
And cleared his throat,
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing Here...
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say,
"We go to earth to learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear,
But my Mommy loved me so much,
I got to come straight here!"
I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My Mommy set me free!
I miss my Mommy oh so much,
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow is where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear,
"Mommy please don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I am here."
So you see, my dear sweet one,
Your children are okay.
Your babies are here in my home,
And this is where they're stay.
They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lessons are through,
And on the day that you come home,
They'll be at the gates waiting for you.
So now you see,
What makes a mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of,
Right from the very start.
A Dad's Grief
It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief.
Since men don't cry and men are strong,
No tears can bring relief.
It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And take the calls and visitors,
So she can get some rest.
They always ask if she's alright
And what she's going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?"
He hears her crying in the night,
And thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her,
But stays strong for her sake.
It must be very difficult to start each day anew,
and try to be so brave.
He lost his baby too.
Mommy and Daddy
Mommy and Daddy it's me Sammy.
Just checking in on you.
I know you are sad because I'm gone,
And Mommy and Daddy--I'm sad too.
It's beautiful here where I am.
There's such a lovely view.
But mostly when I'm sitting here,
I'm looking down on the both of you.
So hold Mommy tight Daddy.
Now close your eyes.
Feel my tiny fingers touch your faces.
I see all of your feelings,
Everyday when I look down.
I love to see you smile.
And I know sometimes you frown.
But guess what? I have a job to do...
God saved it just for your little boy.
I get to watch over you two,
And protect you from the world.
So though you cannot see me,
And I know its hard on you,
Each breeze you feel or see
Brings love and a kiss from me.
I'll always love you Mommy and Daddy.
Baby Tears
We cried tears when we learned that a child would be,
That our God allowed you to quicken in me.
We cried tears with our loved ones as they shared our joy.
And we thought about names for girl or a boy.
I cried tears as I thought of the things we would do,
All of the things that your Daddy would pass on to you.
And I cried as I thought of every inch you had grown,
As I pondered the day when you'd make yourself known.
Then to think of the world you must enter brought fears.
Once again little loved one your mother cried tears.
Something's wrong, I can tell-- once again there are tears,
And I'll not get the chance of your love through the years.
Oh the ache and the sorrow and all of the pain,
And again, yes again my tears fall like rain.
Then His peace comes to me and I think of you there,
Gently rocking with Father in His favorite chair.
Your sweet little fingers clenched tight in His palm,
And his Son softly singing to help you keep calm.
Our God knew your days before you came to be,
And he knew little one that you would not stay with me,
So I cry, but I know that when this life is done,
I will greet and embrace you, my sweet little one.
There's a time to be born and a time to die,
and the joy and the sorrow both make us cry!
Little Angels
When God calls little 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 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 known to mankind will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find!
Little we knew that morning the sorrow that day would bring.
The loss was great, the shock severe,
To part with one we loved so dear.
We could not say a last farewell or even say goodbye,
For you had gone before we knew, but only God knows why.
A heart of gold stopped beating, two smiling eyes at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
A bud the gardner gave us,
A pure and lovely child.
He gave it to our keeping,
To cherish undefiled.
But just as it was opening,
To the glory of the day,
Down came the Heavenly Gardner,
And took our bud away.
I Am Not There
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the snow on the mountain's rim,
I am the laughter in children's eyes,
I am the sand at the water's edge,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn rain,
When you awaken in morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
Our Little Angel
I felt your presence there inside of me,
nestled soft and warm.
Sweet scent of baby's breath
precious words left unadorned.
I saw your tiny heartbeat
then I knew that you were fine.
A perfect baby that we created,
One that would be mine.
When that tragic day came,
there was nothing we could do.
Only wait and hope
for the precious life of you.
Yes in the beginning
your Daddy was afraid.
But he would love you unconditional
and never runaway.
He loved you more than he would know
as he cried for you that day.
When the Doctor said that you were gone
Daddy wanted you to stay.
He would have held you close to him,
to see your perfect form.
A gift of Daddy's love
could have kept you safe and warm.
Only now you are an angel watching over me
so perfect and so bare.
My heart would break if you cried for me
and Mommy wasn't there.
Rest gently now, my sweet baby boy.
You are never alone.
I know you are with the guiding angels
in your peaceful home.
I will come to you someday,
only now is not my time.
I will hold you in my arms again,
again you will be mine.
Tiny Angel
Tiny angel rest your wings.
Sit with me for awhile.
How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.
Tiny angel, look at me,
I want this image clear...
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.
Tiny angel can you tell me
Why you have gone away?
You weren't here for very long...
Why is it, you couldn't stay?
Tiny angel shook his head,
"These things I do not know...
But I do know that you love me
And that I love you so."
The Cord
We are connected,
My child and I,
By an invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
Its not like the cord
That connected us 'til birth.
This cord cannot be seen
By anyone on Earth.
This cord does its work
Right from the very start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that its there
Though no one can see.
The invisible cord
From 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 are 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!
To Samuel:
Since we found out that you were on the way,
we waited and anticipated that very special day.
You started so small so we called you peanut.
Were you a boy or a girl--it was too early to tell what.
The time flew quickly, and then it was here.
When they said you were a boy, I almost shed a tear.
That day I recall, how we went to the mall,
My first purchase of all, was a small plush football.
The decision was made on how to decorate.
This room of yours was going to look great.
Lime Rickey was the color we had chosen for your room,
While you were kicking and flipping inside Mommy's womb.
Winnie the Pooh, and all his friends too,
This is what was in store for you, as you grew.
I worked on it slowly and missed all given deadlines.
I just wanted it perfect, not just on time.
Two baby showers and all the gifts bestowed,
It was nice to watch how all the happiness flowed.
All of your family was filled with great joy,
As we awaited the arrival of a beautiful baby boy.
Then the time came as I packed and prepared for an annual trip.
Your Mommy said she was scared because there were no kicks or flips.
We rushed to the hospital to make sure everything was okay,
Little did we know that it was going to be such a painful day.
As the doctors and nurses searched for a heartbeat,
I knew right then and there that we would not formally meet.
The baby is gone, is what the doctor said,
Happiness no more, sadness and sorrow instead.
The time had come for you to be seen, nevermore December.
The twenty-ninth of November will always be a painful day to remember.
You looked so much like me I thought as I gazed and I wept.
I am so glad I got to hold you as you eternally slept.
Oh Samuel Allen, our little Sammy Bear,
How unfair you had to leave without a breath of air.
How can something so precious, so tiny and small,
Be denied a full life, that is the unfairest of all.
It is now nearing a month, since you departed this earth,
December twenty-third was supposed to be your day of birth.
Just the thought of being without you, makes me want to cry.
Not a day goes by that I don't ask God for a reason why.
We love you so much and you will never be forgotten.
I am sure they made room for our little angel in Heaven.
I hope to see you some day, when I take that long last rest.
Until then I will continue to pray and wish your soul the best.
With everlasting love,
Your Daddy.
Baby Footprints
(Cathy Grimm)
There is a poem, "Footprints in the Sand", where God shows his love to a hopeless man.
But what if that man was parents-to-be, shattered lives with the loss of their baby.
Where are You God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are You God, and why can't we see, the plans for our lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
It was Thanksgiving time, spent with family, a chance to give thanks for this child to be.
Then suddenly with hearts broken and torn, they suffer the loss of their little firstborn.
Where are You God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are You God, and why can't we see, the plans for our lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
With thoughts of their child,once in the womb, their little boy, Sammy, now rests in a tomb.
How could God give joy, and the next day grief? Why was Sammy's life so suddenly brief?
Where are you God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are you, and why can't we see, the plans for your lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
Time will pass by, with hearts slightly mended. All dreams for their son, painfully ended.
They turned to loved ones, this husband and wife, embracing the time God gave them life.
Here You are God, here You are now. We feel a glimmer of hope somehow.
Here You are God, and now we see, Your love poured out through our friends and family.
You are our God, you were here from the start. You gave us strength, You gave us Your heart.
We have kept our eyes focused on You. We thank you, Dear Father, for seeing us through.
And now when they see baby footprints in the sand,
They will think of Sammy, walking and holding God's hand.
A son that is loved with a joy like no other,
By Lamar and Emily, Sammy's father and mother.
The Broken Chain
We knew little that morning that God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone;
For part of us went with you, when God called you home.
You left us precious memories, your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you, you're always by our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
We would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
My Mom, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before.
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mom how she is
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie,
Because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mom how she is,
She'll say, "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, tell me,
Why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mom how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For God's sake Mom, just tell the truth.
Just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven,
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you, don't listen.
Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mom,
With all the lies you told!"
What Makes a Mother
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked "What makes a mother?"
And I know I heard him say:
A mother has a baby,
This we know is true.
But God, can you be a mother,
When your baby's not with you?
Yes you can, he replied
With confidence in his voice.
I give many women babies,
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for the day.
And some I send to feel your womb,
But there's no need to stay.
I just don't understand this God,
I want my baby here.
He took a breath,
And cleared his throat,
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing Here...
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say,
"We go to earth to learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear,
But my Mommy loved me so much,
I got to come straight here!"
I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly,
My Mommy set me free!
I miss my Mommy oh so much,
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillow is where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear,
"Mommy please don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I am here."
So you see, my dear sweet one,
Your children are okay.
Your babies are here in my home,
And this is where they're stay.
They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lessons are through,
And on the day that you come home,
They'll be at the gates waiting for you.
So now you see,
What makes a mother.
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so much of,
Right from the very start.
A Dad's Grief
It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief.
Since men don't cry and men are strong,
No tears can bring relief.
It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And take the calls and visitors,
So she can get some rest.
They always ask if she's alright
And what she's going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?"
He hears her crying in the night,
And thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her,
But stays strong for her sake.
It must be very difficult to start each day anew,
and try to be so brave.
He lost his baby too.
Mommy and Daddy
Mommy and Daddy it's me Sammy.
Just checking in on you.
I know you are sad because I'm gone,
And Mommy and Daddy--I'm sad too.
It's beautiful here where I am.
There's such a lovely view.
But mostly when I'm sitting here,
I'm looking down on the both of you.
So hold Mommy tight Daddy.
Now close your eyes.
Feel my tiny fingers touch your faces.
I see all of your feelings,
Everyday when I look down.
I love to see you smile.
And I know sometimes you frown.
But guess what? I have a job to do...
God saved it just for your little boy.
I get to watch over you two,
And protect you from the world.
So though you cannot see me,
And I know its hard on you,
Each breeze you feel or see
Brings love and a kiss from me.
I'll always love you Mommy and Daddy.
Baby Tears
We cried tears when we learned that a child would be,
That our God allowed you to quicken in me.
We cried tears with our loved ones as they shared our joy.
And we thought about names for girl or a boy.
I cried tears as I thought of the things we would do,
All of the things that your Daddy would pass on to you.
And I cried as I thought of every inch you had grown,
As I pondered the day when you'd make yourself known.
Then to think of the world you must enter brought fears.
Once again little loved one your mother cried tears.
Something's wrong, I can tell-- once again there are tears,
And I'll not get the chance of your love through the years.
Oh the ache and the sorrow and all of the pain,
And again, yes again my tears fall like rain.
Then His peace comes to me and I think of you there,
Gently rocking with Father in His favorite chair.
Your sweet little fingers clenched tight in His palm,
And his Son softly singing to help you keep calm.
Our God knew your days before you came to be,
And he knew little one that you would not stay with me,
So I cry, but I know that when this life is done,
I will greet and embrace you, my sweet little one.
There's a time to be born and a time to die,
and the joy and the sorrow both make us cry!
Little Angels
When God calls little 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 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 known to mankind will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs, we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find!
Little we knew that morning the sorrow that day would bring.
The loss was great, the shock severe,
To part with one we loved so dear.
We could not say a last farewell or even say goodbye,
For you had gone before we knew, but only God knows why.
A heart of gold stopped beating, two smiling eyes at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST.
A bud the gardner gave us,
A pure and lovely child.
He gave it to our keeping,
To cherish undefiled.
But just as it was opening,
To the glory of the day,
Down came the Heavenly Gardner,
And took our bud away.
I Am Not There
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the snow on the mountain's rim,
I am the laughter in children's eyes,
I am the sand at the water's edge,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn rain,
When you awaken in morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
Our Little Angel
I felt your presence there inside of me,
nestled soft and warm.
Sweet scent of baby's breath
precious words left unadorned.
I saw your tiny heartbeat
then I knew that you were fine.
A perfect baby that we created,
One that would be mine.
When that tragic day came,
there was nothing we could do.
Only wait and hope
for the precious life of you.
Yes in the beginning
your Daddy was afraid.
But he would love you unconditional
and never runaway.
He loved you more than he would know
as he cried for you that day.
When the Doctor said that you were gone
Daddy wanted you to stay.
He would have held you close to him,
to see your perfect form.
A gift of Daddy's love
could have kept you safe and warm.
Only now you are an angel watching over me
so perfect and so bare.
My heart would break if you cried for me
and Mommy wasn't there.
Rest gently now, my sweet baby boy.
You are never alone.
I know you are with the guiding angels
in your peaceful home.
I will come to you someday,
only now is not my time.
I will hold you in my arms again,
again you will be mine.
Tiny Angel
Tiny angel rest your wings.
Sit with me for awhile.
How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.
Tiny angel, look at me,
I want this image clear...
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.
Tiny angel can you tell me
Why you have gone away?
You weren't here for very long...
Why is it, you couldn't stay?
Tiny angel shook his head,
"These things I do not know...
But I do know that you love me
And that I love you so."
The Cord
We are connected,
My child and I,
By an invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
Its not like the cord
That connected us 'til birth.
This cord cannot be seen
By anyone on Earth.
This cord does its work
Right from the very start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that its there
Though no one can see.
The invisible cord
From 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 are 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!
To Samuel:
Since we found out that you were on the way,
we waited and anticipated that very special day.
You started so small so we called you peanut.
Were you a boy or a girl--it was too early to tell what.
The time flew quickly, and then it was here.
When they said you were a boy, I almost shed a tear.
That day I recall, how we went to the mall,
My first purchase of all, was a small plush football.
The decision was made on how to decorate.
This room of yours was going to look great.
Lime Rickey was the color we had chosen for your room,
While you were kicking and flipping inside Mommy's womb.
Winnie the Pooh, and all his friends too,
This is what was in store for you, as you grew.
I worked on it slowly and missed all given deadlines.
I just wanted it perfect, not just on time.
Two baby showers and all the gifts bestowed,
It was nice to watch how all the happiness flowed.
All of your family was filled with great joy,
As we awaited the arrival of a beautiful baby boy.
Then the time came as I packed and prepared for an annual trip.
Your Mommy said she was scared because there were no kicks or flips.
We rushed to the hospital to make sure everything was okay,
Little did we know that it was going to be such a painful day.
As the doctors and nurses searched for a heartbeat,
I knew right then and there that we would not formally meet.
The baby is gone, is what the doctor said,
Happiness no more, sadness and sorrow instead.
The time had come for you to be seen, nevermore December.
The twenty-ninth of November will always be a painful day to remember.
You looked so much like me I thought as I gazed and I wept.
I am so glad I got to hold you as you eternally slept.
Oh Samuel Allen, our little Sammy Bear,
How unfair you had to leave without a breath of air.
How can something so precious, so tiny and small,
Be denied a full life, that is the unfairest of all.
It is now nearing a month, since you departed this earth,
December twenty-third was supposed to be your day of birth.
Just the thought of being without you, makes me want to cry.
Not a day goes by that I don't ask God for a reason why.
We love you so much and you will never be forgotten.
I am sure they made room for our little angel in Heaven.
I hope to see you some day, when I take that long last rest.
Until then I will continue to pray and wish your soul the best.
With everlasting love,
Your Daddy.
Baby Footprints
(Cathy Grimm)
There is a poem, "Footprints in the Sand", where God shows his love to a hopeless man.
But what if that man was parents-to-be, shattered lives with the loss of their baby.
Where are You God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are You God, and why can't we see, the plans for our lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
It was Thanksgiving time, spent with family, a chance to give thanks for this child to be.
Then suddenly with hearts broken and torn, they suffer the loss of their little firstborn.
Where are You God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are You God, and why can't we see, the plans for our lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
With thoughts of their child,once in the womb, their little boy, Sammy, now rests in a tomb.
How could God give joy, and the next day grief? Why was Sammy's life so suddenly brief?
Where are you God, where are You now? Why do we feel hopeless somehow?
Where are you, and why can't we see, the plans for your lives of what is to be?
I am your God, I am here for you. I will be your strength to see this through.
Just keep your eyes focused on me. I love you, and in time, you will see.
Time will pass by, with hearts slightly mended. All dreams for their son, painfully ended.
They turned to loved ones, this husband and wife, embracing the time God gave them life.
Here You are God, here You are now. We feel a glimmer of hope somehow.
Here You are God, and now we see, Your love poured out through our friends and family.
You are our God, you were here from the start. You gave us strength, You gave us Your heart.
We have kept our eyes focused on You. We thank you, Dear Father, for seeing us through.
And now when they see baby footprints in the sand,
They will think of Sammy, walking and holding God's hand.
A son that is loved with a joy like no other,
By Lamar and Emily, Sammy's father and mother.
The Broken Chain
We knew little that morning that God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone;
For part of us went with you, when God called you home.
You left us precious memories, your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you, you're always by our side.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane
We would walk right up to heaven
And bring you back again.
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say goodbye
You were gone before we knew it
And only God knows why.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
