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		<title>We wish you could have met him</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 18:44:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our little angel is still part of our life but sometimes it feels like others can&#8217;t find an attachment to him as they would our other children. I tried to put this into words: We wish you could have met &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/we-wish-you-could-have-met-him/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our little angel is still part of our life but sometimes it feels like others can&#8217;t find an attachment to him as they would our other children. I tried to put this into words:</p>
<blockquote><p>
We wish you could have met him<br />
We wish you could have seen<br />
His hands, his toes, his hair, his nose<br />
And everything between</p>
<p>We wish you could have held him<br />
We wish you could have felt<br />
The softness of his precious skin<br />
That made our hearts just melt</p>
<p>We know it&#8217;s hard to understand<br />
We know it&#8217;s hard to show<br />
The feelings for a little boy<br />
You never got to know</p>
<p>We have a son so beautiful<br />
We have a son who&#8217;s here<br />
In everything we say and do<br />
In every smile or tear</p>
<p>We want you to still see him<br />
And feel his precious touch<br />
He&#8217;s such a special little boy<br />
Who loves you very much
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Stephen Tallamy</p>
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		<title>Angel of Mine</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Oct 2010 12:12:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As time passes, our angels never leave our side. I felt an angel near today, Though one I could not see, I felt an angel, oh, so close, Sent to comfort me. I felt an angel&#8217;s gentle kiss, Soft upon &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/angel-of-mine/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As time passes, our angels never leave our side.</p>
<blockquote><p>
I felt an angel near today,<br />
Though one I could not see,<br />
I felt an angel, oh, so close,<br />
Sent to comfort me.</p>
<p>I felt an angel&#8217;s gentle kiss,<br />
Soft upon my cheek,<br />
And oh, whitout a single word<br />
Of caring it did speak.</p>
<p>I felt an angels loving touch,<br />
Soft upon my heart,<br />
And with that touch, I felt the pain<br />
And hurt within depart.</p>
<p>I felt an angel&#8217;s tepid tears,<br />
Fall softly next to mine<br />
And knew that as those tears did dry<br />
A new day would be mine.</p>
<p>I felt an angel&#8217;s silken wings<br />
Enfold me with pure love<br />
And felt a strength within me grow<br />
A strength sent from above.</p>
<p>I felt an angel, oh so close<br />
Though one I could not see<br />
I felt an angel near today,<br />
Sent to comfort me. </p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Unknown</p>
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		<title>Little Angels</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2010 22:24:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is easy to question why God would take a child so young. What purpose could this serve? When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometime question the wisdom of His love. For no heartache &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/little-angels/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is easy to question why God would take a child so young. What purpose could this serve?</p>
<blockquote><p>
When God calls little children<br />
to dwell with Him above,<br />
We mortals sometime question<br />
the wisdom of His love.</p>
<p>For no heartache compares with<br />
the death of one small child<br />
Who does so much to make our world,<br />
seem wonderful and mild</p>
<p>Perhaps God tires of calling<br />
the aged to his fold,<br />
So He picks a rosebud,<br />
before it can grow old.</p>
<p>God knows how much we need them,<br />
and so He takes but few<br />
To make the land of Heaven<br />
more beautiful to view.</p>
<p>Believing this is difficult still<br />
somehow we must try,<br />
The saddest word mankind knows<br />
will always be &#8220;Goodbye.&#8221;</p>
<p>So when a little child departs,<br />
we who are left behind<br />
Must realize God loves children,<br />
Angels are hard to find.
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Unknown</p>
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		<title>The Day God Called you Home</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2010 18:11:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Another poem sent from a dad who lost his disabled daughter. The third verse is particularly powerful for those who have lost a child after long term illness. God looked around his garden And found an empty place; He then &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/the-day-god-called-you-home/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another poem sent from a dad who lost his disabled daughter. The third verse is particularly powerful for those who have lost a child after long term illness.</p>
<blockquote><p>
God looked around his garden<br />
And found an empty place;<br />
He then looked down upon the earth<br />
And saw your tired face.</p>
<p>He put his arms around you<br />
And lifted you to rest;<br />
God&#8217;s garden must be beautiful<br />
He always takes the best.</p>
<p>He knew that you were suffering,<br />
He knew you were in pain,<br />
He knew that you would never<br />
Get well on earth again.</p>
<p>He saw the roads were getting rough<br />
And the hills were hard to climb;<br />
So he closed your weary eyelids<br />
And, whispered &#8220;peace be thine&#8221;.</p>
<p>It broke our hearts to lose you,<br />
But you didn&#8217;t go alone,<br />
For part of us went with you<br />
The day God called you home.
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Lindsey Zacher</p>
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		<title>Angel In The Sky</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 19:15:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This beautiful poem was sent to me by a friend who recently lost his daughter. He used it at her funeral and I can certainly see why. Standing out against the crisp blue; This Angel in the morning sky. Face &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/angel-in-the-sky/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This beautiful poem was sent to me by a friend who recently lost his daughter. He used it at her funeral and I can certainly see why.</p>
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Standing out against the crisp blue;<br />
This Angel in the morning sky.<br />
Face so beautifully soft and radiant;<br />
Not a trace of pain.<br />
Only peace and love showing through.<br />
Wings outstretched; Inviting.<br />
Eager to embrace.</p>
<p>This Angel in the sky; free.<br />
Frolicking happily amongst wispy clouds and rainbows;<br />
Reunited with family and friends of days gone by,<br />
Along the way.</p>
<p>This Angel in the sky;<br />
Forever guiding our footsteps;<br />
Forever holding our hands;<br />
Forever brushing away the tears of sadness from our<br />
eyes, and kissing our lips with love;</p>
<p>This Angel in the sky;<br />
Forever having a sacred place of honour;<br />
In the hearts and minds of those who love them, on<br />
earth.</p>
<p>This Angel in the sky, forever a blessing.<br />
Never to be forgotten.
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Joy S. Mixon</p>
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		<title>Ask my Mum how she is</title>
		<link>http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/ask-my-mum-how-she-is/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 19:20:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Joanne Burr]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Asking someone &#8220;how are you?&#8221; is such a normal part of daily life, but often it is easier to lie than go into the real way you are feeling. This sweet poem talks about how a mum who has lost &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/ask-my-mum-how-she-is/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Asking someone &#8220;how are you?&#8221; is such a normal part of daily life, but often it is easier to lie than go into the real way you are feeling. This sweet poem talks about how a mum who has lost a baby does just this. It has a lovely last verse.</p>
<blockquote><p>
My Mum, she tells a lot of lies,<br />
she never did before<br />
But from now until she dies,<br />
She&#8217;ll tell a whole lot more.</p>
<p>Ask my Mum how she is,<br />
And because she can&#8217;t explain,<br />
She will tell a little lie<br />
because she can&#8217;t describe the pain.</p>
<p>Ask my Mum how she is,<br />
She&#8217;ll say &#8220;I&#8217;m alright.&#8221;<br />
If that is the truth, then tell me,<br />
Why does she cry each night?</p>
<p>Ask my Mum how she is<br />
She seems to cope so well,<br />
She didn&#8217;t have a choice you see,<br />
Nor the strenght to yell.</p>
<p>Ask my Mum how she is,<br />
&#8220;I&#8217;m fine, I&#8217;m well, I&#8217;m coping.&#8221;<br />
For God&#8217;s sake Mum, Just tell the truth,<br />
Just say your heart is broken.</p>
<p>She&#8217;ll love me all her life<br />
I loved her all of mine.<br />
But if you ask her how she is,<br />
She&#8217;ll lie and say she&#8217;s fine.</p>
<p>I am here in Heaven<br />
I cannot hug her from here.<br />
If she lies to you don&#8217;t listen<br />
Hug her and hold her near.</p>
<p>On the day we meet again,<br />
We&#8217;ll smile and I&#8217;ll be bold.<br />
I&#8217;ll say,<br />
&#8220;You&#8217;re lucky to get in here, Mum,<br />
With all the lies you told!&#8221;
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Joanne Burr</p>
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		<title>Footprints Across our Heart</title>
		<link>http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/footprints-across-our-heart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 19:53:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[W.Patrick Queen]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Another poem about how the lives of those who have lost a child at birth are touched forever. The door is closed. The lights turned off. The closet stands bare. All the room once waiting&#8230; For the child that should &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/footprints-across-our-heart/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another poem about how the lives of those who have lost a child at birth are touched forever.</p>
<blockquote><p>
The door is closed. The lights turned off.<br />
The closet stands bare.<br />
All the room once waiting&#8230;<br />
For the child that should be there.</p>
<p>Sorrow wells up inside of us.<br />
Our tears, an endless flow.<br />
All because we miss the child&#8230;<br />
The child we&#8217;ll never know.</p>
<p>No camping trips, No soccer games,<br />
Nor late evening talks,<br />
No baseball camps or shopping trips<br />
No shaded moutain walks.</p>
<p>We have not even memories<br />
To help through times like these<br />
We only have each other,<br />
as we go down on our knees&#8230;</p>
<p>To plead with you, our Father,<br />
To take this pain away&#8230;<br />
To help us know your love<br />
will guide us through each day.</p>
<p>We may never know the reasons<br />
For this terrible tragedy;<br />
But we can know you love us<br />
through all life&#8217;s mysteries.</p>
<p>Our time was far too brief;<br />
It was over before its start&#8230;<br />
But our little angel left behind<br />
Footprints Across Our Heart
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: W.Patrick Queen </p>
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		<title>Tiny Angel</title>
		<link>http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/tiny-angel/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 22:12:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To see their angel once more is one of the strongest desires a parent has. This poem says it all. Tiny angel rest your wings, sit with me for a while. How I long to hold your hand, and see &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/tiny-angel/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To see their angel once more is one of the strongest desires a parent has. This poem says it all. </p>
<blockquote><p>
Tiny angel rest your wings,<br />
sit with me for a while.<br />
How I long to hold your hand,<br />
and see your tender smile.</p>
<p>Tiny angel, look at me,<br />
I want this image clear&#8230;<br />
That I will forget your precious face,<br />
Is my biggest fear.</p>
<p>Tiny angel can you tell me,<br />
Why you have gone away?<br />
You weren&#8217;t here for very long&#8230;<br />
Why is it, you couldn&#8217;t stay?</p>
<p>Tiny angel shook his head,<br />
&#8220;These things I do not know&#8230;<br />
But I do know that you love me,<br />
and that I love you so.&#8221;
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Unknown</p>
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		<title>Angel Wings</title>
		<link>http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/angel-wings/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 12:51:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Jean Rozon]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Another beautiful poem that described the way a parent&#8217;s life is touched by the angel the have lost. A precious angel slipped away, no one heard a cry. No time for Dad and Mommy to sing me lullabies. My time &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/angel-wings/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Another beautiful poem that described the way a parent&#8217;s life is touched by the angel the have lost.</p>
<blockquote><p>
A precious angel slipped away, no one heard a cry.<br />
No time for Dad and Mommy to sing me lullabies.<br />
My time with you was much too short. I had to leave too soon,<br />
But love had joined us as I grew inside my Mommy&#8217;s womb.</p>
<p>It wove it&#8217;s way within our hearts, in all our hopes and dreams,<br />
Until the very purest love became my tiny wings.<br />
Although I could not stay with you, I knew right from the start,<br />
That once you felt your angel&#8217;s love, you&#8217;d keep me in your hearts.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m just a little angel but my time was not in vain.<br />
As dark clouds that surround you give way unto the sun,<br />
My precious parents you will see that any heart will sing,<br />
If only for a moment it is brushed by angel wings.
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Jean Rozon</p>
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		<title>An Angel never dies</title>
		<link>http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/an-angel-never-dies/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jan 2010 22:25:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Stephen</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A beautiful poem written from the point of view stillborn baby to their parents. Don&#8217;t let them say I wasn&#8217;t born, That something stopped my heart I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I&#8217;ve loved you from the start. Although &#8230; <a href="http://touchedbyangels.org.uk/poems/an-angel-never-dies/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A beautiful poem written from the point of view stillborn baby to their parents.</p>
<blockquote><p>
Don&#8217;t let them say I wasn&#8217;t born,<br />
That something stopped my heart<br />
I felt each tender squeeze you gave,<br />
I&#8217;ve loved you from the start.</p>
<p>Although my body you can&#8217;t hold<br />
It doesn&#8217;t mean I&#8217;m gone<br />
This world was worthy, not of me<br />
God chose that I move on.</p>
<p>I know the pain that drowns your soul,<br />
What you are forced to face<br />
You have my word, I&#8217;ll fill your arms,<br />
Someday we will embrace.</p>
<p>You&#8217;ll hear that it was meant to be,<br />
God doesn&#8217;t make mistakes<br />
But that wont soften your worst blow,<br />
Or make your heart not ache.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m watching over all you do,<br />
Another child you&#8217;ll bear<br />
Believe me when I say to you,<br />
That I am always there.</p>
<p>There will come a time, I promise you,<br />
When you will hold my hand,<br />
Stroke my face and kiss my lips<br />
And then you&#8217;ll understand.</p>
<p>Although I&#8217;ve never breathed your air,<br />
Or gazed into your eyes<br />
That doesn&#8217;t mean I never was,<br />
An Angel never dies.
</p></blockquote>
<p>Author: Unknown</p>
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