Caroline Louisa

Ask My Mum How She Is

My Mum, she tells a lot of lies,
She never did before.
But from now until she dies,
She'll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mum how she is
And because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
Because she can't describe the pain.

Ask my Mum how she is,
She'll say 'I'm alright.'
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?

Ask my Mum how she is,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see,
Nor the strength to yell.

Ask my Mum how she is,
'I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping.'
For God's sake Mum, just tell the truth,
Just say your heart is broken.

She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is,
She'll lie and say she's fine.

I am Here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.

On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, 'You're lucky to get in here, Mum,
With all the lies you told.

I lost my baby Harry to cot death on August 2nd 2007, so i know the pain you feel, sending you love at this heart breaking time xxxxx

Bee Baby Harry'S Mummy X (Someone who cares xxx) September 11, 2007

We have a guardian angel
she comes with us everywhere,
although we cannot see her
we know she is always there.

When we're drowning in the darkness
she shines a light to guide the way,
when we're suffering with sadness
she brightens up our day.

She holds us when we're lonely
and smiles with us when we're glad,
she reminds us of the memories
and the happy times we had.

She is the sunshine through the clouds
and the whistle in the wind,
she's the flowing of the waterfall
and every pretty thing.

She helps us to grow stronger
with each day that goes by,
she is the brightest star
shining high up in the sky.

Denise Rawlins (someone who cares) September 11, 2007