Now that I'm in Heaven, Lord
and life is just a dream
I don't want to hang around
eating strawberries and cream.

I'm really quite an active child
and I don't need to rest
I'll just play and do the things
You know I like the best.

I'll play ball in Heaven, Lord
With my halo on my head
I'll run around the playing field
or use my wings instead.

I'll pick the players on my team
and when we win the game
I'll make the Heaven's Hall of Fame
Everyone will know my name.

I'll fish the streams and rivers, Lord
and lure big fish my way.
You know I'll put them back again
to catch another day.

I'll sail he seas and see the lands
the mountains and the plains
I'll fly the skies with open eyes
above the clouds and rain.

I'll even practice all the things
an angel has to do
but mommy know my favorite thing
is watching over you.

I thought of you with love today but that is nothing new
I thought about you yesterday and days before that too,
I think of you in silence I often speak your name
All I have are memories and your picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake with which I’ll never part
God has you in His keeping I have you in my heart.

 

 

Waylon, You have always lit up my heart, & now you light up the sky! I miss you so much! I love you very much!

Always & Forever

~momma~

 

I find an old photograph
and see your smile.
As I feel your presence anew,
I am filled with warmth
and my heart remembers love.

I read an old card
sent many years ago
during a time of turmoil and confusion.
The soothing words written then
still caress my spirit
and bring me peace.

I remember who you used to be
the laughter we shared
and wonder what you have become.
Where are you now,
Where did you go,
When the body is left behind
and the spirit is released to fly?

Perhaps you are the morning bird
singing joyfully at sunrise,
or the butterfly that dances
so carelessly on the breeze
or the rainbow of colors
that brightens a stormy sky
or the fingers of afternoon mist
delicately reaching over the mountains
or the final few rays of the setting sun
lighting up the skies
edging the clouds with a magical glow.

I miss your being
but I feel your presence,
In whatever form you choose to take,
however you now choose to be.

Your spirit has become for me
a guardian angel on high
guiding, advising, and watching over me.

I remember you.
You are with me

I Love you Waylon Luke Kitchens..

~Always & Forever~

 

Good Night Waylon....

Sweet Dreams!!!

Waylon hugs to a dear little guy..Kim if I could do graphics Waylon would of had some by now so sorry..Before Angie died I never went on a computer & never care for them..But when our precious Angie died I would get Donna or Tina or my husband to light candles for Angie for me..Then they would push me to try to do some maybe my Angel was next to me helping..I just do candles this is my first letter to u Kim..I feel doing candles for Angie & her Angel friends I feel she is  very close to me..It will be 5 years on  Oct.9,2009 that she will be gone & my heart is broke in two for her..So I would like to thank you once again for the beautiful Graphics & the candles u do for Angie..It means a lot to me & her family..Hugs & Good night..God Bless 

 

 

A Good night hug

Is coming your way

with warm wishes

to close your day...

These thought waves are

sealed with a gentle kiss,

wishes of sweet dreams to

renew your spirit with bliss.

Before the morning light

comes peeking through

wishes of abuntant love

to fill your heart so true.

~Good night Waylon~

  sweet dreams

 

 

                                   

I Love you.....Sweet dreams!!!