Thomas Mohrherr

Guardian Angel
At times when I am feeling sad
and think that no one cares,
I feel the vibrations of your wings
and know that you are here.

I then feel your tender touch
as you enfold me with His Love.
A yearning prayer has come to earth,
sent down from Father above.

I can never deny your presence.
You fill my heart with song.
All sad thoughts simply disappear,
knowing that I am not alone.

You loan me strength when I give out.
And you raise my courage up.
I can face my troubles head-on
Mortal thanks is not enough.

I will live each day I have
in humbleness and in prayer.
With heartfelt words I'll write
and with all others, share.

~� Lottie Ann Knox~

Sharon Wheeler March 17, 2009

For Thomas

Your passion for music live's on
Even though your far away
A gift you left behind
On that very sad, sad day

Thomas a prince of music
A voice as soft as snow
At peace at last dear thomas
So sad you had to go

You will touch the hearts of many
Your music inspires the rest
But thomas you were tired love
Your life was put to the test

But even though your far away
Music rings in our ears
Bless you dear thomas
Bless you for many years

Your a the star in the sky
Your the beating of all hearts
Like the grains of the desert sands
And the ocean waves that part

Goodnight dear thomas
Try to send us just one smile
If only you could come home
Then we would walk that extra mile.

Copyright© Sharon Wheeler

Sharon Wheeler March 17, 2009

MY THOUGHTS ARE WITH YOU AND YOUR LOVING FAMILY, YOUR IN GODS SAFE HANDS, SLEEP WELL THOMAS X

Mummy Of Baby Angel X Fiancee Of Ian Hackett March 17, 2009

GRIEF IS LIKE A RIVER
By Cinthia G. Kelley

My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
But I myself determine
Just where the banks will go.

Some days the current takes me
In waves of guilt and pain,
But there are always quiet pools
Where I can rest again.

I crash on rocks of anger;
My faith seems faint indeed,
But there are other swimmers
Who know that what I need

Are loving hands to hold me
When the waters are too swift,
And someone kind to listen
When I just seem to drift.

Grief's river is a process
Of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last.

Karen Carter March 17, 2009

megicalways

Friends are like angels
Who brighten our days.
In all kinds of wonderful,
magicalways.
Their thoughtfulness comes,
As a gift from above.
And we feel we,re surrounded,
By warm, caring love.
Like upside-down rainbows,
Their smiles bring the sun.
And they fill ho-hum moments,
With laughter and fun.
without any wings,
Blessing our lives,
with the most precious things xx

Dot Ford March 17, 2009