David CHRISTOPHER McLaughlin

love you david miss you so much xxxx

Mum McLaughlin (Mum)

September 20, 2009

Can You Be A Mother When Your Baby Is Not With You? ~

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 to be here.'
He took a deep breath and cleared His throat,
And then I saw the tear.

'I wish I could show you,
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child's smile,
With all the other children and say...'

We go to earth to learn our lessons,
Of love and life and fear,
My mommy loved me oh 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 every day.
When she goes to sleep,
On her pillows were I lay

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek,
And whisper in her ear
Mommy don't be sad today,
I'm your baby and I'm here.'

'So you see my dear sweet ones,
Your children are okay.
Your babies are born here in My home
And this is where they'll stay.'

'They'll wait for you with Me,
Until your lessons through.
And on the day that you come home
they'll be at the gates 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.

Though some on earth may not realize
You are a mother.
Until their time is done.
They'll be up here with Me one day
and know that you are the best one.'

Elaine Kurklu (someone who cares)

October 7, 2007

THESE ARE MY FOOTPRINTS
SO PERFECT AND SO SMALL.
THESE TINY FOOTPRINTS,
NEVER TOUCHED THE GROUND AT ALL.

NOT ONE TINY FOOTPRINT,
FOR NOW I HAVE MY WINGS.
THESE TINY FOOTPRINTS WERE MEANT,
FOR OTHER THINGS.

YOU WILL HEAR MY TINY FOOTPRINTS,
IN THE PATTER OF THE RAIN.
GENTLE DROPS LIKE ANGEL'S TEARS,
OF JOY AND NOT FROM PAIN.

YOU WILL SEE MY TINY FOOTPRINTS,
IN EACH BUTTERFLIES' LAZY DANCE.
I'LL LET YOU KNOW I'M WITH YOU
IF YOU JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE.

YOU WILL SEE MY TINY FOOTPRINTS
IN THE RUSTLE OF THE LEAVES.
I WILL WHISPER NAMES INTO THE WIND
AND CALL EACH ONE THAT GRIEVES.

MOST OF ALL, THESE TINY FOOTPRINTS
ARE FOUND ON MUMMY'S HEART.
'CAUSE EVEN THOUGH I'M GONE NOW
WE’LL NEVER TRULY PART

Denise Rawlins (passerby)

October 7, 2007