charlotte marie peachey
A Light For Her The Death Of My Daughter - Poem by charlotte marie peachey
my daughter that fell asleep gone but never forgotten
Pain and suffering is to its end in this child's life
We shall not weep for this child, for she is now in a place of beauty
Where there is no war, no hate, and no death
Eternal life is to be brought forth through God by a soft glowing flame:
Strong enough to hold all his children
Containing a prayer that which all prayers are made,
A life, that which all lives are created.
You can't see this flame, yet you always know it is there.
You can't touch this flame, yet you can always feel its presence
This child has now seen God, and God has a need for her.
So, you see, this child did not die, she is reborn.
i miss you my darling angel you were so young im sorry i wasnt there in the last moments of your life. mummy loves you dont forget that i will see you in heaven x
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