Waylon Luke Kitchens

Life works in mysterious ways. I have never met you, nor your family, but these memory pages have brought us all together, as we share our love for those we have lost. So why am I writing? Well I come to visit your page and see all the John Deere stuff here and your love for it, so today as I was driving, I seen a man riding on a JD tractor and the first thought that came to my mind was a little boy, riding on one, mowing the field with a straw hat, and that little boy was you. I guess each time I see JD I will think of you. Funny thing is I live out in the country, with alot of farm land, so this is a vision I will have rather often. It is a good feeling to have, knowing a very special little boy will inhabit my mind and make me smile when I see something as simple as a green and yellow JD farm equipment. Your family misses you every day, but i hope I can bring them some happiness when they read this story and see how their page and their love for you, will keep you in my mind for years to come. Rest well little one and may your green tracter be always full and may you have beautiful fields to romp in with it forevermore.

       

Perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer, it wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself and don't know what to do
The memory of love will see you through.

Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside, thunder when it rains
If I should live forever, and all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you.

To Waylon's Mom,

Thankyou so much for your love and kindness you show to the Mom's & Grandmoms.  I'm sure you know the feeling you get when you see another candle lit for our sweet little angels.  You are a wonderful person and I know that Waylon is proud of you and he loves you with all his heart.  You have taken your tragedy and turned it around so that you can help others.  That is such a great quality.  I know you hurt and you miss Waylon, but he is smiling down on you with that sweet little face and he's blowing you ksses all the time.  When you fell a cool breeze, or a rain drop on your face, that's Waylon giving you kisses from heaven.  If you ever want to talk, please email me at: bgford72@comcast.net.  I tried to email you back the other day and it would not send.  You are always in my heart.

The Busiest Day In Heaven"

It's the busiest day in Heaven
I'm planning a big surprise
To let you know I love you
And that no one ever dies

Even though your down below
And I am up above
I'm sending you my wishes
And all my angel love

It's really quite exciting
To plan this big event
For lots of gifts will come your way
And all are Heaven sent

First I'll take a bubble bath-
My splashes might cause some rain
But knowing all the fun I'm having
Will help to ease your pain

Next I'll get some pictures
In my halo and gown
So when you get to Heaven
You can show me all around

I have color crayons in Heaven
And I will draw some stars so bright
And place them in the sky today
For you to see tonight

Then Jesus will have story time
And I will sit upon his lap
He'll tell me all about you
Just before I nap

I'll awake full of energy
And play a game or two
Before I finish sending
All my love to you

After snack I'll write a song
For all the birds to sing
And know I've made you happy
With all the joy it brings

At night time I'll be tired
But I'll still hold you tight
My arms will wrap around you
And keep you through the night

And when you finally slumber
I will kneel and pray
Asking God to bless you
On this special Mothers Day

Love,
Your Little Angel