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Some of these poems I wrote myself. I donít claim to be a poet(as you will soon find out),

but writing sometimes helps me get through the rough spots.



Taylor, my beautiful baby girl, so sweet

I so look for the day when again we shall meet.

You came and went so quickly, you stole my heart away

Then Jesus said "Itís time for you to come home to stay."

I wish I had had more time to kiss you and hold you so, so near

The time we had was much too short, but oh, it was so dear.

The day Jesus came to take you, his angels gathered round

You went to him so peaceful, not making one single sound.

I know the angels were singing, for they now had a treasure so great

I know you must have been smiling as you entered Heavenís gate.

You left me that day with a hole in my chest that used to be my heart

To keep with you til that joyful day when we no longer have to be apart.

Your sweet sweet life here on earth was simply not to be

But you gave something so precious to your daddy and to me.

A chance to place our faith in Christ, like we never had before

A chance to know Him better, to trust forevermore.

We had to lean on Him to get us through the pain

He promised Heíd take care of you til we see you again.

It was so very hard to have to say goodbye

But Jesus made you perfect when he met you in the sky.

I know weíll be together again, to be a family once more

Weíll run to you and hold you when we get to Heavenís door.

Iíll never let your big sister forget you, she knows your up there now

Your little brother will know about you as I try to explain somehow.

For now Taylor, my beautiful baby girl, so sweet

Weíll cherish all the wonderful memories til again we shall meet.

                                --Clara Ordonez



God's Child

"I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine", God said.

"For you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's gone.

It may be one or seven years- or twenty-two or three.

But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?

She'll bring her charms to gladden you and should her stay be brief.

You'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise she will stay since all from earth return.

But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true

and from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.

Now will you give her all your love and not think the labor vain.

Nor hate me as I come to call to take her back again?

I fancied that I heard you say, "Dear God, Thy will be done.

For all the joy this child shall bring. The risk of grief I'll run".

I'll shelter her with tenderness. I'll love her while I may.

And for the happiness I've known. Forever grateful stay.

But should the angels call for her much sooner than I'd planned.

I'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

                                                    --Author unknown




Little Angels

When God calls little children to dwell with Him above,

We mortals sometime 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.

                                --Author unknown


Hi Daddy

Hi Daddy, itís me,

Your baby girl in the sky.

Wonít you tell me Daddy,

why does my Mommy cry?

Doesnít she know Iím happy here,

Heavenís a beautiful place

Oh, how it hurts me, Daddy

To see tears streaming down Mommyís face.

Daddy, tell her Iím much better here,

Jesus fixed my heart.

But when I see Mommy crying,

It just about tears it apart.

I know it hurt you both, Daddy,

When Jesus took me away.

But you and mommy remember,

Weíll be together again someday.

I canít wait to hug you,

I never got the chance before.

When itís time for you to come,

Iíll be waiting at Heavenís door.

Then youíll both understand,

Jesus knew where I needed to be.

What a marvelous place to live,

Just wait and you both shall see.

Please let my Mommy know, Daddy,

That I heard every word she said.

And I remember her softly touching me

As I lay in that hospital bed.

Just one more thing, Daddy,

Before I have to go,

I love you both very much

And just wanted you to know.

                   --Clara Ordonez


Our Special Angel

There's a special angel in Heaven

that is a part of me.

It is not where I wanted her

but where God wanted her to be.


She was here but just a moment

like a nighttime shooting star.

And although she is in Heaven

she isn't very far.


She touched the hearts of many

like only an angel can do.

I would've held her every minute

if the end I only knew.


So I send this special message

to the Heaven up above.

Please take care of my angel

and send her all my love.

                --Author unknown


Tell Taylor

If you should be called away before me

And enter into Godís great land

There my sweet baby youíll see

Made perfect by Godís own hand.


Tell her how much I miss her

and of the great sorrow I feel.

Tell her how I miss the memories that never were

But treasure the ones I have greater still.


Tell her how I greatly rejoiced

In feeling her grow within me.

Tell her of the gratitude I never voiced

For bringing more joy than I thought there could be.


Tell her how she meant the world to me

And still does to this very day.

Tell her I canít wait til her face Iíll see

when God brings me home to stay.


Tell her of the great pain in my heart

As I held her while she slipped away.

Tell her it nearly tore me apart

To leave her behind that day.


Tell her how very hard it was

The funeral plans to make.

Tell her how many tears I cried

Wishing it was her place I could take.


Tell her of that cold bleak day

When we laid her precious body to rest.

Tell her how hard it was to walk away

Knowing with her presence we had been blessed.


Tell her that though she was only here

For a time so short and so sweet,

That Iíll hold her in my heart so near

Until at last we again shall meet.


Tell her when you stand and face her

That Iíll never place no one above her.

Then take her in your arms and embrace her

And tell my sweet Taylor I love her.

                                    --Clara Ordonez


"The mention of my child's name

may bring tears to my eyes,

but it never fails to bring music to my ears.

If you are really my friend, let me hear the

beautiful music of her name. It soothes

my broken heart and sings

to my soul." [Author unknown]




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