Funerals

My endlessly sleeping baby, I would that you should know

That if it were for want of love that you should kick and grow

To cuddle with a teddy bear, to squirm and crawl and walk,

To look deep into my eyes, to gurgle, laugh and talk –

Then dream of playing with your toys, of rocking in your pram

For you are my beloved, death’s sting is just a sham

For you are my beloved, though childhood years I’ll miss

My love for you will still be strong; death cannot alter this.

So dream in peace beloved babe, when time has staunched the tears

My love for you will still be there, abiding all my years

So dream in peace beloved babe, death has no power to sever

Us from the love, which binds us together, sealed in my heart forever.

Anon

You’ve just walked on ahead of me

And I’ve got to understand

You must release the ones you love

And let go of their hand.

I try and cope the best I can

But I’m missing you so much

If I could only see you

And once more feel your touch.

Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me

Don’t worry I’ll be fine

But now and then I swear I feel

Your hand slip into mine.

 
Anon

In a fairy castle, just beyond my eyes,

My baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.

Who am I, to wish her back into this world of strife?

No, play on my Baby you have eternal life.

At night, when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes

I hear her tiny footsteps come running to my side.

Her tiny hand caress me, so tenderly and sweet

I breathe a sigh and say a prayer embrace her in my sleep.

Now I have a treasure that I hold above all other

I have known true glory for I am still her mother.

Anon