The Joy of the Lord is My Strength

Discussions on grieving infant death & stillbirth; only the strength of the Lord makes it possible to tell the tale...

Monday, September 11, 2006

Roses in Heaven

If Roses grow in Heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in her arms and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I Love her
and miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy
I do it every day.
But there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away.
~~Author Unknown

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