Awauphi
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To Twin Brothers and a Stillborn Sister
How do you love a person
Who never got to be,
Or try again to see faces
You never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of two but one more
Who never got to live,
When there's nothing to feel good about
And nothing to forgive?
I love you, little sister and brothers.
You're a person of the wind,
Free to be the memory
Of all that might have been.
I love you, little brothers and sister
My companions of the night,
Wandering through my lonely hours,
Beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before
You ever can be born,
To live the lovely night of life
And never see the dawn?
Ah! My little brothers and sister
You lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain,
And then, like yours, it's done.
I love you, little brothers and sister
Just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you,
The angel of my tears.
I love you Joseph, Alan and Summer
with love
Momma and TJ
Written for TJ from Momma.
2002
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I Have One Living Son
I have one living son, Tyler John,
And one dead daughter: Summer Leigh
And Two dead sons, Joseph and Alan
my first sons,
Who died because they were too small.
I love them as much as I do the others.
They lived their entire lives within me,
never leave my heart forever
All but And now I mourn them
as I do my other loved ones passed.
Do not think that time together
Has anything to do with grief.
Flesh of my flesh, they are my children.
I think of them often, as I do my father,
As I would any souls I have loved.
The dead whom we love are like trees on a riverbank:
The river flows by, the trees remain.
Three lovely trees, as tall and thick as any of the others.
Ginger P.
2003
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To Joseph, Alan, and Summer:
If You Had Made It Here
If you had made it here,
In my arms, bright little faces looking up at me,
If you had managed to pull through,
You would have looked to me for comfort and safety.
I would have wanted you to feel good,
Feel good about yourself, your family, and God.
I would have wanted you to be free,
Free to experience the wonderful blessings from Him.
Your safety would have been my priority.
You would’ve been held tight always in the arms of a loved one,
To make sure you were taken care of.
And you would’ve known you were protected.
You would have been content in the knowledge
That Daddy and I loved you more than anything,
That you had friends and family who cared for you,
And that Jesus was with you always, and loved you too.
If you had made it here,
These things I would have worked for,
Moved Heaven and Earth to show you,
And felt joyful to know that you had them.
You didn’t make it here though,
In my arms, so I could feel you
And caress your soft cheek,
And look into your eyes and let you know I cared.
But still I know you feel good about your family and God,
And you experience the wonderful blessings He has for you everyday.
I know you are safe and in His arms,
Taken care of and protected.
You know that Daddy and I will love you always,
That friends and family past and present care about you.
And now you stay with Jesus and
Feel His love for you always.
If you had made it here,
I would have tried to show you these things.
But you are in Heaven and you know these things,
. . . Maybe better than I ever could have shown you here.
Love, Momma
2004
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MY Twins
My twins
Not a fetus
Or tissue
Or any other thing
My babies
You two moved
And grew
and your hearts was beating
My children
Two lives
That left me with pain and strife
But filled me with so much joy
Your time was short
But your impact on me great
I love you
I miss you
I will never forget 2 of you
Or deny 2 of you
My first children
Now and forever
Ginger 2005
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MOVING ON
The world around me is moving
And I am standing still
Yet I am moving too
They all have forgotten all of you now
“Move on” they say
I think of you three everyday
I dream of you three
And picture you three
And miss you three
I love all 3 of you
You’re in heaven
God’s glory shines upon 3 of you
Never will you three experience pain
Or sadness
Or fear
You three get to be with the Lord
But I miss all of you
My heart aches to hold all of you
To feel you kick inside of me
To see you
to hear you
To smell you
And kiss you
I miss 3 of you
But God is healing my heart
He is making me whole again
I will see you three in heaven
I know you’re safe
And that gives me peace
Till we meet again-
Love,
Momma
Ginger 2005
How do you love a person
Who never got to be,
Or try again to see faces
You never got to see?
How do you mourn the death of two but one more
Who never got to live,
When there's nothing to feel good about
And nothing to forgive?
I love you, little sister and brothers.
You're a person of the wind,
Free to be the memory
Of all that might have been.
I love you, little brothers and sister
My companions of the night,
Wandering through my lonely hours,
Beautiful and bright.
What does it mean to die before
You ever can be born,
To live the lovely night of life
And never see the dawn?
Ah! My little brothers and sister
You lived like anyone!
Life's a burst of joy and pain,
And then, like yours, it's done.
I love you, little brothers and sister
Just as if you'd lived for years.
No more, no less, I think of you,
The angel of my tears.
I love you Joseph, Alan and Summer
with love
Momma and TJ
Written for TJ from Momma.
2002
--------------------------------------------------------
I Have One Living Son
I have one living son, Tyler John,
And one dead daughter: Summer Leigh
And Two dead sons, Joseph and Alan
my first sons,
Who died because they were too small.
I love them as much as I do the others.
They lived their entire lives within me,
never leave my heart forever
All but And now I mourn them
as I do my other loved ones passed.
Do not think that time together
Has anything to do with grief.
Flesh of my flesh, they are my children.
I think of them often, as I do my father,
As I would any souls I have loved.
The dead whom we love are like trees on a riverbank:
The river flows by, the trees remain.
Three lovely trees, as tall and thick as any of the others.
Ginger P.
2003
-----------------------------------------
To Joseph, Alan, and Summer:
If You Had Made It Here
If you had made it here,
In my arms, bright little faces looking up at me,
If you had managed to pull through,
You would have looked to me for comfort and safety.
I would have wanted you to feel good,
Feel good about yourself, your family, and God.
I would have wanted you to be free,
Free to experience the wonderful blessings from Him.
Your safety would have been my priority.
You would’ve been held tight always in the arms of a loved one,
To make sure you were taken care of.
And you would’ve known you were protected.
You would have been content in the knowledge
That Daddy and I loved you more than anything,
That you had friends and family who cared for you,
And that Jesus was with you always, and loved you too.
If you had made it here,
These things I would have worked for,
Moved Heaven and Earth to show you,
And felt joyful to know that you had them.
You didn’t make it here though,
In my arms, so I could feel you
And caress your soft cheek,
And look into your eyes and let you know I cared.
But still I know you feel good about your family and God,
And you experience the wonderful blessings He has for you everyday.
I know you are safe and in His arms,
Taken care of and protected.
You know that Daddy and I will love you always,
That friends and family past and present care about you.
And now you stay with Jesus and
Feel His love for you always.
If you had made it here,
I would have tried to show you these things.
But you are in Heaven and you know these things,
. . . Maybe better than I ever could have shown you here.
Love, Momma
2004
-----------------------------------------------
MY Twins
My twins
Not a fetus
Or tissue
Or any other thing
My babies
You two moved
And grew
and your hearts was beating
My children
Two lives
That left me with pain and strife
But filled me with so much joy
Your time was short
But your impact on me great
I love you
I miss you
I will never forget 2 of you
Or deny 2 of you
My first children
Now and forever
Ginger 2005
--------------------------
MOVING ON
The world around me is moving
And I am standing still
Yet I am moving too
They all have forgotten all of you now
“Move on” they say
I think of you three everyday
I dream of you three
And picture you three
And miss you three
I love all 3 of you
You’re in heaven
God’s glory shines upon 3 of you
Never will you three experience pain
Or sadness
Or fear
You three get to be with the Lord
But I miss all of you
My heart aches to hold all of you
To feel you kick inside of me
To see you
to hear you
To smell you
And kiss you
I miss 3 of you
But God is healing my heart
He is making me whole again
I will see you three in heaven
I know you’re safe
And that gives me peace
Till we meet again-
Love,
Momma
Ginger 2005
