Courtney-Leigh McManus

on your anniversary

It is two-thirty in the morning, but sleep is far from
me. You my little angel are in everything I see.

I think of you daily, you are in my every thought. It
seems we lost the battle that we so desperately fought.

Now the months I carried you seems like no time at all.
It seems I only had you a moment before you heard God's call
.

You were born with out a cry, without a single sound. It
seems I lost the treasure that I have only found.

I know that your in heaven, and there for me you'll
wait. One sweet day, honey, I'll meet you at the gate.

Until that day comes we still are not apart, because
my little Courtney, you are always in my heart.

I'll Hold You in Heaven
My arms are empty, but my heart is full. It was hard to let you go, for you are such a precious jewel.
You my beautiful daughter left a hole that can't be filled. At first I thought the pain alone would be enough to kill.
To most you are forgotten, they never say your name, but the love I have for you always remains the same.
You are with me always, in my heart and mind. No matter how long I looked a replacement, I could not find.
Some people say you never lived, oh, but how they are wrong. Though your death brought great pain, your brief life brought us a beautiful song.
Your life had meaning and value and as great was the pain. I would not have missed it, because having you was my greatest gain.
I loved you before you were born, and today I love you still. And no matter how much time passes I know I always will.
You touched me in away that no one else could. And no matter how short your life, your light shined bright and good.
The years since I've held you have now been fourteen. But what has kept me going is I KNOW, I'll hold you again in Heaven.

Saralynn McManus (Mummy)

March 9, 2011

Precious Child by Karen Taylor Good

In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child

In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still

In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then

In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

Caroline Ramshaw

May 13, 2010

You are a Precious Child
Created out of love,
a blessing from above.
I've adored you from the start,
and your little footprints
touched my heart.
A single teardrop represents the
millions I have cried
My life never the same since you died.
I wish you could have stayed
longer with me,
I'd watch you grow into
all you could be.
Although we are apart,
Your are Always in My Heart.
I dream of a joyful time when
we will be reunited once again.
Thoughts of you make me smile.
You will always be My Forever Child™

Saralynn McManus (Mummy)

May 3, 2010

Happy Birthday In Heaven - by Winnie Lovett

"Happy Birthday Courtney"
It's sure to be the best one yet,
Though you left us here behind.
Did you think that we'd forget?

Your cake this year, will surely be,
A beauty to behold.
With the icing made of Silver,
And the candles made of Gold.

Yes, your birthday in Heaven,
Will be such a grand affair.
And I know you'll look so lovely,
With a halo in your hair.

The Angels will come from everywhere,
To sing your birthday song.
And I know they'll be so happy,
That you've joined, God's Happy Throng.

No I can't send a card this year,
Or give a gift so fine.
So I'll just send a special prayer,
To that wonderful Daughter of yours.

Joanne Mum To Alex And Ciara

March 9, 2010

To The Child In My Heart - by Unknown Author

Precious, tiny, sweet little one
You will always be to me.
So perfect, pure and innocent,
Just as you were meant to be.

We dreamed of you and your life
And all that it would be
We waited and longed for you
To come and join our family.

We never had the chance to play,
To laugh, to rock, to wiggle.
We long to hold you, touch you now
And listen to your giggle.

I'll always be your Mother,
He'll always be your Dad.
You'll always be our child,
The child that we had.

But now you're gone, but yet you're here,
We'll sense you everywhere
You are our sorrow and our joy,
There's love in every tear.

Just know our love goes deep and strong,
We'll forget you never!!!
The child we had, but never had,
And yet will have forever.

Joanne Mum To Alex And Ciara

March 9, 2010

thinkinof u

'I'll lend you for a little while,
a child of mine' God said,
'for you to love the while he lives,
and mourn for when he's dead.

It may be two or three short 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 my search for teacher's 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?'

God fancied he heard the parent's say,
'Dear Lord, thy will be done.
For all the joy the child shall bring,
the risk of grief I'll run.

I'll shelter him with tenderness,
I'll love him while I may,
and for the happiness I've known
forever grateful I'll stay.

But should the angels call for him,
much sooner than I planned,
I'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
and try to understand.'

Terri-Anne Matthews (passerby)

June 17, 2008