Shreya My Love

Note From Shreya

By Kristin Hughes (Aunt Kristin)

I am a combination of all your hopes and dreams

A perfect little angel

Though you cannot see my wings

My mother so happy

My father filled with glee

For I am what you’ve prayed for

To start your family

I have brought you joy

A love you’ve never known

A baby girl to light your world

Oh how brightly I have shone

And even though we had to part

What seems as much too soon

If you look inside your heart

You’ll know I’m here with you

For angels are never far away

You’ll always have me near

It’s when you feel a gentle breeze

That you’ll know that I am here

Beautiful Words from Sushana Ragbir

Yes, it is a profound loss which I can't say I know how you feel. But what I can say is what you have gained. You gained the ability to see your baby, hear her, hold her and look into her beautiful eyes and develop that mother/child bond which would forever be in your heart. Undoubtedly it was too short. But it seemed from looking at the ceremony she knew her future and she wanted you all to see her move as much as she did and cry like she did as well.

You and Maurice are two very special people to have had a beautiful girl who is now an Angel. Could you imagine her being feisty as they try to put on her angel wings? Kind of like how feisty she was with the nurses. She's always going to be around making sure her mom and dad are ok. Talk to her, cherish her and keep her memory alive. Because this little angel....your angel will be the one who helps you put a smile back on your face.

July's Child

 by Sally Migliaccio (Compasionate Friends)

Fireworks race toward heaven

Brilliant colors in the sky.

Their splendor ends in seconds

On this evening in July.

"Her birthday is this Saturday,"

I whisper with a sigh.

She was born this month,

She loved this month

And she chose this month to die.

Like the bright and beautiful fireworks

Glowing briefly in the dark

They are gone too soon, and so was she

Having been, and left her mark.

A glorious incandescent life,

A catalyst, a spark...

Her being gently lit my path

And softened all things stark.

The July birth, the July death of

my happy summer child

Marked a life too brief that ended

Without rancor, without guile.

Like the fireworks that leave images

On unprotected eyes...

Her lustrous life engraved my heart...

With love that never dies.