Lily & Leo

For my angels, a poem by an unknown author with a few modifications:

LET GO

To “let go” does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can’t do it for someone else.

To “let go” is not to cut myself off,
it is the realisation I can’t control another.

To “let go” is to admit powerlessness,
which means that the outcome is not in my hands.

To “let go” is not to care for,
but to care about.

To “let go” is not to fix,
but to be supportive.

To “let go” is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.

To “let go” is not to be in the middle, arranging the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their own destinies,

To “let go” is not to be protective,
but to permit another to face reality.

To “let go” is not to deny,
but to accept.

To “let go” is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take every day as it comes, and to cherish myself in it.

To “let go” is not to criticize and regulate anybody,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To “let go” is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.

To “let go” is to fear less and love more.

It’s been a whole year yesterday since my first angel left us.  Instead of filling my day with sadness, I decided to do something to positive in honor of my angels.  We got some balloons, and two special balloons for my angels, and I wrote the words “I love you” “my Angels” on the them.  I chose yellow for them because they symbolizes pure happiness and are my shining stars.  We went to a nice park and sat/laid there on the grass, watching them move peacefully move with the wind.  After a moment, it was time to let them go.  It was very hard to me, I know they’re just balloons, but they symbolize something much more to me, my angels.  I never got to say goodbye, and I never wanted to say goodbye, so it’s just an “until we meet again” instead.  It took all my strength to let go of the strings, it felt like a part of me flew away with the balloons, but I know they are flying high to a better place.  Although it’s only been a year for my first angel, this was for both of my angels.  As I look up to the skies, I know they are smiling down on me.  I love you my sweet angel, I always will.

I lastly leave with some really beautiful poems, some by unknown authors, and some modified by me.

TWO ANGELS 

Last night two little angels
Came and whispered in my ear.
And this is what they told me
“Don’t worry Mommy, we’re right here.

It feels like a long time
Since we last felt your touch.
And we wanted you to know
We miss you, Daddy, & Lily so very much.

We know that you love us
and think of us every day.
And it makes us very sad
that we had to go away.

But we know that our memory
will never ever die.
And we know that sometimes
when you think of us you cry.

But don’t worry Mommy
There’s so much here to do.
And every day remember
We are watching over you.”

Then my angels kissed me
As tears rolled down my face.
And I knew we’ll all be together again
Another time. Another place.

AN ANGEL’S KISS

We go through life so often
Not stopping to enjoy the day,
And we take each one for granted
As we travel on our way.

We never stop to measure
Anything we just might miss,
But if the wind should blow by softly
You’ll feel an ANGELS KISS.

A kiss that is sent from Heaven
A kiss from up above,
A kiss that is very special
From someone that you love.

For in your pain and sorrow
An ANGELS KISS will help you through,
This kiss is very private
For it is meant for only you.

So when your hearts are heavy
And filled with tears and pain,
And no one can console you
Remember once again…..

About the ones you grieve for
Because you sadly miss
And the gentle breeze you took for granted
Was just……… “AN ANGELS KISS”

By Peggie Bouse

I REMEMBER YOU

The world may never notice
If a rosebud doesn’t bloom
Or even pause to wonder
if the petals fall too soon.

But every life that ever forms,
Or ever comes to be
Touches the World in some small way
For all eternity.

The little ones we longed for
Were swiftly here and gone.
But the love that was then planted
Is a light that still shines on.

And though our arms are empty,
Our hearts know what to do
Every beating of my heart says
“I Remember and I Love You”