If You Could See Me Now - By Kaye Des'Ormeaux
I know that you are heartbroken
and sad that I am gone.
But I am in Heaven now, Momma,
and I've never once been left alone.
Oh I wish you could see me now.
Heaven is a beautiful place to be.
Jesus is the light that shines here.
And He walks daily with me.
Oh, the skies are never gray here.
And it never ever rains.
And, although I know you still feel it...
Up here, there is no pain.
Angels are always singing for me.
Their voices are beautiful and clear.
I am in the presence of loved ones.
And Momma, I haven't seen one tear!
I know that you are hurting for me.
And I can't make your pain disappear.
But if you could see me now, you'd know
I am happy in Heaven
and I still love you from here!
Andrea
10th January 2012
My Mom is a Survivor - Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux
My Mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away....
I watch over my surviving Mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My Mom tries to cope with death;
To keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my precious Mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore!
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burden she bears.
So, if you get a chance, go visit her.
Show her that you care.
For no matter what she says ...
No matter what she feels.
My Mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
Dedicated to all the moms who have lost a precious child & somehow managed to survive.
Andrea
10th January 2012
Nobody Knows...
Nobody Knows how I feel inside Nobody knows but me
I put on a show like a clown on the outside I look good,
but on the inside my world is coming down.
Nobody knows that I'm crying inside nobody knows but me.
The pain is real even if Nobody knows.
Nobody knows that I hear you cry at night,
How my arms ache to hold you.
Nobody knows how lonely the nights are and how the days are so sad.
Nobody knows you are the first and last thing on
my mind when I wake and go to sleep Nobody knows but me
Like a puzzle my world has been torn apart.
Nobody knows how much I miss you
nobody knows but me.
Oh why Oh why did my sweet baby have to die?
Nobody knows not even me. ....
Andrea
10th January 2012