I Sometimes Wonder by Cousin Sabrina

Some days I wake up,
And wonder how your life is.
I wish you were here.

As the days drag on,
I look up at the blue sky,
And Look for heaven.

I sometimes wonder,
What kind of person you'd be,
As countless days pass.

Are you helping God?
Are you playing with others?
Are you happy there?

I sometimes wonder,
What kind of person you'd be,
As countless days pass.

Would you help save lives?
Would you be a math teacher?
What would you have been?

What job would you have had?
Whatever you had chosen,
Mommy would be proud.

I sometimes wonder,
What kind of person you'd be,
As countless days pass.

Would you excel at
Academics too?
Would you have many friends?

I question myself often,
Because...

I sometimes wonder,
What kind of person you'd be,
As countless days pass.

I'll see you one day,
But until then,for now,
I can only guess.

on 24.12.08

A Poem for Brayden on his B-Day by Cousin Sabrina

I was thinking about Brayden while I was in school and decided to write this poem for his birthday.

BRAYDEN

My baby cousin Brayden,
is now an angel in heaven.

We'll never hear him laugh or cry,
or give him something new to try.

We all dreamed of making memories that would last,
but now, the hope itself, remains part of the past.

We'll never get to help him take his first steps,
this is a tragedy everyone, without a choice excepts.

He was born and died on October 7, 2007,
but we know he is our gaurdian angelup in heaven.

on 07.10.08

I Never Met You, But I Miss You by Sabrina Borelli(older cousin)

I wrote this poem myself, a few months after Brayden passed away. I am his cousin, but I'm just a kid too. I took it really hard, but my aunt and uncle, Chris and Steve took it harder.I Love You Guys! I hope I can See You Guys Really Soon!


Not too long ago,we lost you
And we were in great pain.

We didn't ever see you,
But it hurt our hearts to know
We never would.

It's been hard waking up,
Knowing you didn't survive.

But I know God is taking care
Of you up in heaven.

I still can't quite wrap my
Head around it, "WHY DO THE
WORST THINGS HAPPEN TO THE BEST
OF PEOPLE?"

I guess I might never know,
But I do know that you're watching
over us all the time!

I LOVE YOU BRAYDEN!!! YOU"LL ALWAYS BE IN OUR HEARTS!!!xoxoxoxo

on 18.09.08

Happy Father's Day by Laurie Kat's Mommy

Here I sit and stare....
out the window of our home..,
On this Fathers day...
Feeling so very alone.

Oh, how I wish....
My child was still here....
Bringing me a Fathers day gift...
Even an ugly tie would be so nice this year.

But...my child has gone on to Heaven...
And is playing on streets of gold...
Listening to Jesus tell stories...
of so many years ago.

And today I find myself thinking...
about the meaning of a gift....
For a gift is something given to you...
that makes you smile and gives you a lift.

But...many times we receive a gift....
And then lose it or misplace it some day...
But we never forget the gift...
For the memories remain tucked away.

I think I have concluded...
On this Fathers day....
That since a gift is yours once given...
It can never be taken away.

And the most precious gift...that I was given....
To me ...so many years ago....
Was the day my child entered this world....
And touched my life, heart, and soul.

So on this Fathers day....
I thank the Lord for the most precious gift of mine....
My child in Heaven...treasured times and memories....
That will remain with me...my entire lifetime.

For a Gift is a gift...
And my most precious gift....remains in my heart...
And just then...a rainbow appears out my window....
reminding me....that my gift and heaven are not so far.

on 15.06.08

Ashley's Poem by Kris Stuart

I found this poem when going through Ashley's things. She wrote it for her English class in her Junior Year of High School.

Heaven

I think my idea of heaven...
Is calm, peaceful and serene...
Somewhere inviting and where I want to be...
So white and So pure...
Like walking after a winter snowstorm...
With the sun shining bright...
No fears...
No Worries...
Only Peace...
I often imagine what it would be like...
Every vision never a dissapointment...
Although I am happy hear on earth...
The thought of a better place...
With no worries...
No disappointments...
Only happiness in a place so soothing...
Reuniting with loved ones missed so much...
So comfortable and so safe...
In that place so desired...
The place we dreamt to be...
When our time on earth is complete.

Ashley Stuart
2006

If we only knew

Just wanted to share Ash's thoughts on Heaven

on 06.03.08

Happy Valentines Day by Aunt Laurie

This valentine is not of the ordinary kind.

It's still filled with Love and

Blessings inside. But mine has to be

sent on the Wings Of Love. You see

it's destinationis the Heavens above.

It's being sent to My son Brayden

who left earth so soon. Who's now in the Heavens

with the stars and the moon.

The message is the same as your

Valentine, I Love you, my sweet

precious child of mine.

My Love is still deeper than the ocean is blue.

It's sent with hugs and kisses from

me to you. I know you are with me

each and everyday. You listen as I

talk to you and you hear every

word I say. For that is one thing you'll

always be a part of me and me a part of you.

Happy Valentines Day Brayden, I miss

you so much. I know you know how many lives

you have touched, you'll always be mine.

I love you with all my heart, I know we

will be together again and then we'll

never part. So you see the meaning

is still the same, the method of delivery

is the only change. Mine must be sent by

a little white dove,

On The Wings Of Love.

on 14.02.08

footprints by caitlin mcguinness s nanny

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.


Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.



When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.


He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.



He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.


This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:


"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."



The LORD replied:


"My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

on 26.01.08

God Took My Hand by Aunt Laurie

Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My son's voice I did hear
I opened my eyes and looked around
But he did not appear.

He said "Mom you've got to listen,
You've got to understand
God didn't take me from you, Mom
He only took my hand

When I called out in pain that night,
The instant that I died,
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to his side.

He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain
My body was hurt so badly inside,
I could never be the same.

My search is really over now,
I've found happiness within,
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been.

I love you and miss you so,
And I'll always be nearby.
My body's gone forever,
But my spirit will never die!

And so, you must go on now,
Live one day at a time.
Just understand-
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.

on 11.01.08

My Mom Is A Survivor by Aunt Laurie

My mom is a survivor,
Or so I have heard it said.

But I can hear her crying
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 upon the beach
That never wash away…..

I watch over my surviving mom,
Who thinks of me each day.

She wares a smile for others……
A smile of disguise .

But through heaven’s open door
I see tears flowing from her eyes

My mom tries to cope with my death
To keep my memory alive.

But to anyone who knows her
Knows it’s her way to survive.

As I watch over my surviving mom
Through heaven’s open door….

I try to tell her
Angels protect me forevermore.

I know that doesn’t help her….
Or ease the burden she bears.

So if you get a chance, talk to her….
And show her that you care.

For no matter what she says….
No matter what she feels.

My surviving mom has a broken heart
That time won’t ever heal.

on 10.01.08

" Little Angels" by Karen Pelletier ( Kristy Pelletier's mom)

When God calls little children to dwell with him above; We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of his love.

For no heartache compares with, the death of one small child; Who does so much to make our world, seem wonderful and mild.

Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold; So He picks a rosebud before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them, and so He takes but few; To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult, still somehow we must try; The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Goodbye."

So when a little child departs, we who are left behind; Must realize God loves children, "Angels are hard to find."

on 10.01.08

Christmas poem by Aunt laurie

'Tis Christmas in Heaven
What a beautiful sight!
It's my first one here;
Everything is all right.

The crib is adorned
With the brilliance of stars,
Wisemen have come
From Venus and Mars.

I've met all our dear ones
Who preceded us here;
The reunion was lovely,
An event full of cheer.

And tonight we'll all gather,
In reverence we'll kneel,
For the Babe in the cradle
Up in Heaven is Real.

I think of my family
that I left behind
And I pray that your Christmas
Is as blessed as mine

Please shed no more tears,
For my soul is at rest,
Just love one another;
Live life to its best.

Yes, It's Christmas In Heaven,
So I've heard them say,
Yet, Christmas In Heaven
Happens every day.

on 25.12.07

CHILDREN WHO DIE ARE NOT REALLY GONE by cassandra cassan larry's mom

Children who die are not really gone,
But go to a place that is something like home,
Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone,
Until we can join them when our lives are done.

Children who die are not really dead,
But just like good children tucked into bed,
Wait the long wait while we go ahead
Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed.
Children who die feel no pleasure or pain
In the place where they wait till they see us again,
And all of us dance in a world washed with rain
Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain

on 19.12.07

Your beautiful memorial by Mommy

Dearest Brayden, Your memorial was made more beautiful by your wonderful Auntie Laurie Molcany. Watch over her, as you do me. Thank you Laurie for everything you do for us.

on 18.12.07

Angle Brayden by laurie Molcany (kathryn Coleman's mommy)

Our dear Christ knew the way was rough,
and his precious body was not strong enough,
So, He called an Angel and sweetly smiled,
as He laid in her arms a darling little child.
"Be very tender with him", He said,
"I took him gently from his mother's arms,
I did not mean to cause his mother any pain,
and he was not taken in vain.
he had such tiny hands and feet,
he was so helpless and dear and sweet,
he could not walk earth's stormy way,
so I bought him back to Heaven today."

he will grow beautiful, strong and fair,
for the ones he left behind who care.
His family is very pained at heart
and over and over their teardrops start.

But we'll love and keep him, you and I,
until they come to meet him by and by.
A notion? Perhaps, but I'm sure of this:
This sweet child woke and smiled at the Angel's kiss

on 12.12.07

You Will Always Be My Mother by laurie molcany (kathryn Coleman's mommy)

I thought of you all, I 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 other's for a 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 here. He took a breath and cleared His throat
and then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
what your child is doing today. If you could see your child smile
with 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 lesson very quick
My Mommy set me free.
I miss my Mommy oh so much
but I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
on her pillow's where 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 one,
your children are OK. Your babies are here in my home
and this is where they'll stay. They'll wait for you with me
until your lesson is through.
And on that 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
that you are a Mother until their time is done.
They'll be up here with me one day
and know you're the best one.
Written with love
for all the Mother's missing their babies

on 08.12.07

YOU ARE NOT ALONE by cassandra

Hi, I am soooooooo sorry for your lost. Also I want to say you did not fail Brayden, sometimes there is nothing you,me,or anyone can do in this case, it was God calling an angel home. On Oct 09 2007, I added the last addition to my family(my baby boy) on Oct 22,2007 God called him home.I got to keep him for 12 days, the 13 day he passed away. And the more I cry the more I realize he's not coming back. I can't tell you it's going to be alright. Because I am still searching for my ALRIGHT but, what I will say is let's be strong together.

on 30.11.07

Angels Are Hard to Find by laurie Molcany (Kathryn Coleman's Mommy)

When God calls little children
To dwell with him above,
We mortals sometime question
The wisdom of His love.

Perhaps God tires of calling
The aged to His fold,
So He picks a rosebud
Before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,
And so He takes but few
To make the land of Heaven'
More beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult
Still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
Will always be 'Good-bye'.

So when a little child departs,
We who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
ANGELS ARE HARD TO FIND.

on 13.11.07

thank you by clare

thank you so much. I hope you are coping alright. i read what you wrote about needing brayden i feel the same for haden. Your not alone! its like you are missing apart of you, your arm or a leg. anywy dont let it bring you down hes safe and happy in heaven and one day you will again be with him. I know its hard as it has only been 4 weeks since i lost haden but you have to think possitive at least any future children will have the most perfect guardian angel to look after them. look after your self clare xx

on 12.11.07

My son by Mommy

Brayden, I miss you more with each passing day. Even Daddy can't understand how much I miss you and need you in my life. I'm so sorry for not being able to protect you. I hope you're happy and safe in Meme's arms. I know she will take good care of you. I can't wait for the day that I will be able to see your angelic face again. You are my precious angel in heaven my boy. I love you.

on 29.10.07

Etched in my heart by Grandma Pat

Dear Brayden,
So many of us have been excited about you since the day we found out you were conceived. You've been a blessing that is etched in my heart forever. A beautiful little baby boy. I know you are in the palm of Jesus. And as Mommy, Daddy, me and so many others make our way to you I know you'll be waiting with arms wide open. Meanwhile, my precious angel, be a good big brother to the other little angels that come along.
Love,
Grandma

on 20.10.07

Undone by Mercy Me by Sue

You're in a better place, I've heard a thousand times
And at least a thousand times I've rejoiced for you
But the reason why I'm broken, the reason why I cry
Is how long must I wait to be with you

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

Help me Lord cause I don't understand your ways the reason why I wonder if I'll ever know but, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same cause I'm still here so far away from home

I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place. Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
I've never been more homesick than now

In Christ, there are no goodbye
And in Christ, there is no end
So I'll hold onto Jesus with all that I have to see you again
To see you again

And I close my eyes and I see your face
If home's where my heart is then I'm out of place
Lord, won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow
Won't you give me strength to make it through somehow

I've never been more homesick than now

on 20.10.07

In Loving Memory by Jean Accorsini

Brayden will always be in my thoughts and prayers. My deepest sympathy to you, Steve and Chris. I am a dear friend of Lyn and share in your sorrow at this time. Find strength in knowing you have a special little angel who will always be in your hearts.

on 20.10.07

FOR A MOMENT by Mommy

For a moment, a sunset glows, then fades into the night. Though brief was its beauty, the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget

For a moment, a flower blooms into its glory, then quickly withers away. Though brief was its beauty, the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget

For a moment a rainbow bursts from the clouds, then melts into the sky. Though brief was its beauty, the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget

For a moment, a shooting star radiates with light, then trails into darkness. Though brief was its beauty, the memory still lives on...
...you do not forget

For a moment, I was with you, then too soon I was taken away. Though brief was our time together, my memory still lives on...
...I will never, ever forget

on 18.10.07

peacfull sleep by charlotte p

sleep peacefully in the arms of the
lord, Brayden

on 17.10.07

For Mom and Dad by Dona Lapati

Please know that many share your pain and sorrow. Embrace the love and support present in your life. You are in my thoughts and prayers.

on 17.10.07