Waylon Luke Kitchens

 

Love we forever
Hold in our hearts
For Jesus our Saviour
Who in years gone past
Lived to bring comfort
Healing and grace
But rejected and beaten
He died in our place
Jesus so loved
Did all He could do
When nailed to the cross
He forgave me and you

© By M.S.Lowndes

Thinking of you and your Mother today. Say hello to mine for me!

The Monarch
Jessi Hersey

A single Monarch butterfly
floats so-silent-soft to earth;
carried by the breeze
to land on my outstretched hand.

Gazing at the majestic painted wings,
I am consumed by memories:
of releasing Monarchs in remembrance of
your free spirit,
and of the one butterfly
that would not leave, clinging to me.

"That's My Angel!"
Mom had said.
I blink, and no longer see the insect,
but your face, the
angelic features that I have missed.

You smile at me,
warm brown eyes all aglow,
and I can't help but smile in return.

Looking up, I find myself
not in my world,
but in yours:
a world of indescribable and unimaginable beauty.

Your small, warm hand grasps mine,
pulling me down a path
lined by glittering butterflies.

"Follow me!"
I do, and on the way we talk,
me of home,
and you of Heaven.

Being around you after all this time
becomes too much, though,
and tears blur my vision, threatening to spill.

You smile up at me,
"Please don't cry"
and I see that you are near to tears yourself.

Always the protective one,
I manage to stay my tears
and throw my arms around your tiny frame.

"I thought I'd never see you again,"
my voice is barely a whisper.
You look me straight in the eye.
"I'll never leave you," you promise.
"Never!"

Looking farther down the path,
I spot a door of light,
shimmering gloriously ahead.

"What is that?" I ask you.
Smiling still, you reply:
"That is where I live,
where I must go."

And in a flash of light, you are through the door,
and I know I cannot cross with you.
I don't belong here.

All of a sudden, I'm back where I started,
the Monarch gracefully fluttering
upward, circling my head
before disappearing into the sky above.

"Why couldn't you just stay here?" I ask,
although I already know the answer.

You were not meant to live here on Earth,
just as I could not follow you into Heaven.
Remembering your promise, I smile to myself.
Some day, I will pass through that door,
but not today.

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CANDLES, TRIBUTES AND PICTURES YOU LEAVE FOR MY ANGELS. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME. I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WOULD BE WITHOUT ALL YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT. GOD BLESS YOU. HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND. ALL MY LOVE GLORIA AND MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL ANTHONY  XOXO

Happy St. Patricks Day!!

  What a precious little angel. May God continue to bring you comfort in the memories that you have with Waylon.

                                           God Bless You!

                                           Lisa, Krissy, & The Head 2 Toe Girls