To Whom Ever Sent This To The Internet.
Thank you.
Today would have been the 18th birthday of my little girl that was still 
born 18 years ago. It seems hard to believe.
And such a surprise to see this poem.  It always hurts - never completely 
gone. But this was a nice thoughtful thing that came out of the blue.
I am the only person that remembers that tiny little one that was born with 
such a load and went to be with her Lord before I even had the chance to 
hold her.
I see all the tiny ones buried in the cemeteries and sometimes several to 
one set of parents.  I can't imagine having gone through that more than 
once or with one that had grown and hugged and loved.  God Bless Those 
Mothers.


-----Original Message-----
From:	Linda Hannah [SMTP:[email protected]]
Sent:	Sunday, August 15, 1999 2:18 PM
To:	[email protected]
Subject:	Re: to a baby

Jean,
  May I pass this on to a friend to distribute on the internet? Perhaps it
will help some mother who has just lost a child! I will give you and the
mother credit for finding and writing it.   Linda in Albuq.


At 10:57 AM 8/15/99 -0400, you wrote:
>During my research through obits and inscriptions I came across this
>written by a mother in S.C. I would like to share it with you. after
>sitting here typing names of babies and children from the stones
>You tell me not to worry
>That I must be brave and bold
>Well, I wonder if you ever lost
>A baby two years old
>Lost a baby bright and smiling
>Dancing eyes and sunny hair
>Dimpled cheeks so red and rosy
>He was pretty, He was fair
>Oh, he was my only baby
>Just had learned to say my name
>and if you had lost a baby
>I'm quite sure you'd feel the same
>But those darling lips are sealed
>No more I'll here him say
>Loves you mommy,I loves you
>As within my arms he lay
>Oh. when I go to bed at night
>I miss my darling so
>Seems like I can see him hear him
>For you see I loved him so
>and sometimes when I am dreaming
>In my arms he is again
>Then I'm happy to be with him
>But when I wake it brings me pain
>Yes, my darling one has left me
>Left me sad and lonely here
>But someday  know I'll meet him
>Where I will never shed a tear
>For I loved him yes I loved him
>But the Saviour loved him more
>And now the Lord has called him
>To the hapy golden shore
>Seems like almost I can see him
>Playing in the streets of gold
>Oh!the little lamb is sheltered
>Safe within the Shepherds fold
>And I know that he is waiting
>At heavens gate so fair
>And someday I'll kiss my baby
>When I meet him over there
>Seems almost like I can hear him
>Say, mommy daddy here I am
>Here's yor baby waiting for you
>Now I'm Jesus little lamb
>Yes mommy and daddy's coming
>And I know it wont be long
>Till we join you precios Darling
>With that happy eager throng
>So then you tell me not to worry
>That I must be brave and bold
>You'd understand if you had loved,
>And lost a baby two years old
>But I pray you never
>Know, the heartache and the pain
>That I must endure forever
>Till in Heaven we meet again
>
>from his mommy
>Harmon Lee Bazzle 111 Feb 6 1990
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Searching for: Acton, Bailey, Bartle, Carpenter, Hannah, Hertzog, Hillary,
Holland, Mackay, Matheson, Page, Reynolds, Ridenour/Reitenaurer, Shadwick,
Stoner, Wollet.

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