My Daughter

Being Reminded Each Day
(of that day)

Being reminded each day of that day
is a pain that many live through.
Losing a child hurts like no other
hurt.
Surviving is not an easy thing to do.
I, too, dread to see the sun rise
tomorrow.
My heart tells me to just sleep
through the day.
But nothing will erase the agonizing
sorrow
that I've known since you went
away.
Oh how I've longed to see my child
again.
To look into your eyes once more.
To know what you would have
contributed to life.
To see what avenues were yours to
explore!
Now I dread for "that day" to arrive.
And I know how other mothers feel.
That day draws nigh for her to cry
again.
And that terrific pain is just as real.
For the day that my child left my
side;
It's a day that I want to erase.
Oh how it brings such misery & pain
for me.
Now oh yes now, it's here for me to
face!
I'll need a helping hand to get
through
each hour that passes me by.
I'll need some hands to help me stand
and ears to hear me cry.
So take a moment this day and think
of me.
Your prayers will see me through.
And when the sun goes down
tomorrow...
I'll begin another year of weeping
anew!

Copyright 2000
Kaye Des'Ormeaux

I Release You To Fly

Today, I sat on the edge of eternity,
and watched as life passed me by.
I wanted to feel your embrace again,
But couldn’t no matter how hard I try.
Life is not as simple as we think.
Days seem to just come & go.
But the treasures of that loved one.
Oh what a joy it is to know!
I overhear other mothers when they cry,
and wonder if their pain will ease.
Is that the way I was meant to live?
Oh tell me ... tell me please.
I know that a child is a precious gift.
One that comes with a few directions.
We try our best to follow the handbook of life.
But later see our imperfections.
Loving a child is surely a full time job.
And oh what blessings we receive!
There are no nine to five jobs here, my friend.
Never will there ever be, I believe!
We just keep on giving to our children.
Even when they are no longer in sight.
The love we have for them continues to grow.
And prayers are said night after night.
So, today as I sat on the edge of eternity
and watched as time flew by.
I couldn’t help but feel your embrace ...
Just before I released you to fly!
~Author~
Kaye Des’Ormeaux
Copyright 2001

At the ending of the day when I'm weary
After a waterfall of tears have all been cried
And I'm feeling like the skies will always be
dreary
Nothing's there to fill the emptiness inside.
I lay my head upon my favorite pillow
Just close my eyes to block all the sorrow
wonderin' where I'll even find the strength
inside -
to do it all again - tomorrow.
And then I feel it -
inside me.
I feel it -
around me.
Like a gentle hand just wiped away the tears -
and held me close to wash away my fears.
It's you, my angel, watching over me.
And I know no matter what tomorrow brings,
You'll be here to wrap me in your angel wings -

your lovin' angel wings.
The sun comes up, it's time to face the day
and I think that things are going to be alright -
But as the day wears on my nerves begin to
fray -
I feel the hollowness that creeps in every night.
And like clockwork all the tears begin to fall
As I look at my reflection in the glass -
the eyes looking back at me make me feel small
-
and I ask, my God, how long's this going to last?
And then I feel it -
inside me.
I feel it -
around me.
Like a gentle hand just wiped away the tears -
and held me close to wash away my fears.
It's you, my angel watching over me.
And I know no matter what tomorrow brings,
You'll be here to wrap me in your angel wings -

your lovin' angel wings.
Thank God for your angel wings.

My Beautiful Daughter Brooke

God gave us Brooke for 22 years and during that short time she touched
many lives with her love, her smile, and her gentleness. Now because
God has a greater plan for her, we must be patient...for we will be with
her and others we have lost at a later time in heaven.

I would also like to mention others that have been close to Brooke or the
family in which God has chosen in their young live's. Robby Carroll,
Amy Lindenberg, Jonathon Anderson, & Sean Weigand.

Although we don't know the answers to why they were taken from us
so early, but they do, and we, still here on earth, can witness their work
each day in God's love and the many miracles they make happen as
angels.

Thank you Brookie for giving me 22 years of love and allowing me to
grow into the person I have become. You have taught me so much...and
this will not stop. I will see you soon and put my arms around you
again...in the meantime, I feel your arms around me.

I love you Brooke!

Mom

Why Mothers Cry ....

"Why are you crying?" he asked his mom.

"Because I'm a mother," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His mom just hugged him and said, "You never will!"
Later the little boy asked his father why Mother
seemed to cry for no reason.
"All mothers cry for no reason," was all his dad could
say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still
wondering why mothers cry. So he finally put in a call to God and
when God got on the phone the man said, "God, why do mothers cry so easily."
God said, "You see son, when I made mothers
they had to be special. I made their shoulders strong enough to
carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give
comfort. I gave them an
inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection
that many times come from their children.
"I gave them a hardiness that allows them to keep
going when everyone else gives up, and to take care of their
families through sickness and fatigue without complaining.
"I gave them the sensitivity to love their children
under all circumstances, even when their child has hurt
them very badly.
This same sensitivity helps them to make a
child's boo-boo feel better and helps them share a teenager's
anxieties and fears.

"I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs exclusively to
use whenever it's needed. It's their only weakness.
It's a tear for mankind."

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