Just wanted to share with you all poems i have found comforting and send big hugs to you all and all names of writers where known are included, ive always found poetry says the things you cant express yourself, ive had quite a few of these on my computer already after Sands memorial masses i had been to for my nephew but ive gotten a few more recently and just wanted to share the poems ive collected along the way in the hope it would provide some comfort for someone.Some are religious and although im not myself i still find them very comforting, i think theres one there everyone can relate to.Hope they help

Don’t let them say I wasn’t born, that something stopped my heart, I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I loved you from the start.
Although my body you can’t hold, it doesn’t mean I’m gone, this world was worthy not of me, God chose that I move on.
I know the pain that drowns your soul, what you are forced to face, you have my word, I’ll fill your arms, someday we will embrace.
You’ll hear that it was “meant to be, God doesn’t make mistakes”, but that won’t soften your worst blow or make your heart not ache.
I’m watching over all you do, another child you’ll bear, believe me when I say to you, that I am always there.
There will come a time, I promise you, when you will hold my hand, stroke my face and kiss my lips and then you’ll understand.
Although I never breathed your air, or gazed into your eyes, that doesn’t mean I never “was”…An Angel Never Dies.


Dear mum and dad,
I did not die young
I lived my span of life,
Within your body
And within your love.
There are many
Who have lived long lives
And have not been loved as me.
If you would honor me
Then speak my name
And number me among your family.
If you would honor me.
Then strive to live in love
For in that love, I live.
Never ever doubt
That we will meet again.
Until that happy day,
I will grow with God
And wait for you.
By Christy Kenneally


Daddy,please don't look so sad,
Mama please don't cry~
"Cause I am in the arms of Jesus and he sings me lullabies.
"Please,try not to question God,Don't think he's unkind
Don't think he sent me to you and then changed his mind.
You see,I am a special child,and needed up above. I'am the special gift you gave Him,
the product of your love.
I'll always be there with you and in the sky at night,
Find the brightest star that's gleaming,That's my halo's brillant light.
You'll see me in the morning frost,that mists your window pane.
That's me in the summer showers,I'll be dancing in the rain.
When you feel a little breeze,from a gentle wind that blows.
That's me,I'll be there planting a kiss on your nose.
When you see a child playing,,and your heart feels a little tug,
That's me,I'll be there,giving your heart a hug.
So Daddy,please don't look so sad,Mama don't you cry.
I'm in the arms of Jesus and he sings me lullabies.


For just those few weeks
I had you to myself.
And that seems too short a time
to be changed so profoundly.
In those few weeks,
I came to know you...
and to love you.
You came to trust me with your life.
Oh what a life I had planned for you!
Just those few weeks...
when I lost you,
I lost a lifetime of hopes,
plans, dreams and aspirations.
A slice of my future simply vanished overnight.
Just those few weeks...
It wasn't enough time to convince others
how special and important you were.
How odd, a truly unique person has recently died
and no one is mourning the passing.
Just a mere few weeks..
And no "normal" person would cry all night
Over a tiny unfinished baby,
or get depressed and withdraw day after endless day.
No one would, so why am I??
You were just those few weeks, my little one.
You darted in and out of my life too quickly.
But it seems that's all the time you needed
to make my life richer
and to give me a small glimpse of eternity.
By S. Erling


I'm just a precious little one who didn`t make it there.
I went straight to be with Jesus,
but I`m waiting for you here.
Many dwelling here where I live,
waited years to enter in.
Struggled through a world of sorow,
a world marred with pain and sin.
Thank you for the life you gave me,
it was brief but don`t complain.
I have all Heaven`s Glory,
suffered none of earth`s great pain.
Thank you for the name you gave me.
I`d have loved to bring it fame.
But if I`d lingered in earth`s shadows,
I would have suffered just the same.
So sweet family - don`t you sorrow.
Wipe those tears and chase the gloom.
I went straight to Jesus` arms
from my loving Mother`s womb.


They say there is a reason,
They say that time will heal,
But neither time nor reason,
Will change the way I feel,
For no-one knows the heartache,
That lies behind our smiles,
No-one knows how many times,
We have broken down and cried,
We 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.


You came as if by miracle
And blossomed within my womb
Like the sweet Jasmine flower
I felt you begin to bloom.
My heart was consumed
By a precious new love
The kind that never falters
And is blessed from up above.
I never really knew
What it was to truly need
To crave and to feel you grow
From a infinitesimal seed.
Sweet Jasmine scent burns
Infinitely in my minds eye
Dreams of a new love
That suddenly began to die.
Like a sweet Jasmine flower
Plucked before it could bloom
My precious little darling
Was stolen from my womb
By Dawn Young


An emptiness I feel inside
because you were never born.
My beautiful darling baby,
from my loving womb you were torn.
Taken away too early
to serve God's greater purpose.
There is great comfort in knowing this,
as only he could love you more than us.
Yet I still miss you so very much, honey,
as anyone whose lost a child...
there is an ache impossible to imagine
that drives a parent wild.
I am sure you are loved in heaven,
from loved ones lost over the years.
My family will take good care of you,
please let them ease your fears.
Know that onene day I will be there also
to give you all my love.
In the meantime I am comforted
just knowing you watch from above.
By Tara Mullinax

They are really lovely, but damn you making me get all teary eyed this morning . They are really fitting - I really like S.Erling's one.

Thank you for sharing,
x x

Beautiful darling, thank you for sharing. Like Kittykat, I got a face full of tears but the are beautiful. Would you mind if I copied and pasted some of them onto Edan's memorial?

Not at all drazic! theyre not mine i just wanted everyone to see them, my strange collection ive had some of them since i was about 13, they help me to remember my nephew and now my own little man.Im sorry if i upset you both i didnt mean to i find them comforting, sometimes they make me cry sometimes they make me smile, it depends on the day i guess, hugs to you both

Thank you so much for sharing. These are some of the first tears I've cried that have actually felt good. I loved the first one. Thank you again

The day i found out i was pregnant was the day i also got told i was going through a miscarriage! So this is a little something i have wrote.

Mummy never got the chance to feel you moving inside,
Mummy never got the chance to lay with you side by side,
Mummy never got to see your tiny little body,
Mummy never knew...
Was you a boy or girl?
Mummy will never hear you tiny heartbeat,
Sit their at night and tell you little stories,
But i know mummy can always look up and say I LOVE YOU,
I know you will shine bright little one.
Your my warmth from the sun!
Mummy, Daddy and your big brother loves you so!
So for now my little angel we will see you some day i know.

Even though i didn't know the sex of my child, they have a name! Called Baby S

''Don’t let them say I wasn’t born, that something stopped my heart, I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I loved you from the start''.
this bit brought tears to my eyes, its soo true and exactly how i feel!
Loved the poems shocker ! xxxx <3

I found a few which are lovely.

Angels.

An Angel from the Book of Life

Wrote down my baby's birth,

And whispered as she closed the book

"Too Beautiful For Earth"



A Father'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 field the calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.

They always ask if she's all right
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 very brave-
He lost his baby too.

The poem about the father is so true! Everyone asks how us women are but forgets about the men when they are going through it too! So to all the men who are going through the heartache to i send all my love!

xx