My husband and I had a baby who died from
a neural tube defect called
anencephaly. She died June 1, 1989. I carried
her for only 4 1/2 months. The
following poem is one I wrote shortly after
losing "Angel".
The One Who Waits for Me
written by: Joy Hays (Mommy)
We had a little angel
She wasn't ours for long.
She's up in Heaven now
Running, playing and singing songs.
And so my little Angel
This is written just for you
To let you know how much
Your Dad and I miss you.
When I look up to the sky
On a very starry night,
The tiniest star I see
Is our angel shining bright.
I never got to tuck you in
And hear your bedtime prayers
Or read to you the story
"Goldilocks and the Three Bears".
I never got to kiss your face
Or hold your little hand.
Why God took our little Angel
We try to understand.
This year on Christmas Eve
We'll hang an ornament on the tree
It will be a little angel
Like the one who waits for me.
When I die and go to Heaven
The first thing I want to see
Is my darling little Angel's arms
Reaching out to me.
Love, Mommy
I think of Angel everyday and after all these
years I still can't talk about
her without tears filling my eyes. I know,
however, she is in a better place.
A place where there is no sadness, or sorrow,
no suffering, or pain.
A place where there is only running,... playing,...and
singing songs.