I am drawn quietly to his grave to check on him Just as I'd have been drawn quietly to his crib. I trim the grass around his marker And dream of trimming his soft brown hair, I place some flowers by his name And dream of his smelling them in my yard I hold his memory in my heart As I dream of holding him in my arms. I go quietly to visit Elijah's grave As I used to go quietly to check on him napping. I tenderly wipe dirt and grass off his marker, As I would tenderly wipe his face, after he'd eaten. I linger there at the cemetary to be near him, As I would linger...rocking him, long after he's fallen asleep. I buy things to take him...where he now rests, As I bought things to give him, his smile was my reward. I drive away slowly with tears in my eyes, As I cry for him in silence, as each day passes by. I hold him now warmly in my heart, Till the day comes that he can run into my open arms.
Written by 'Lijah'sGram (Janice Fisher)
*~For Baby~*
I'll walk in the rain by your side,I'll cling to the warmth of your hand,I'll do anything to keep you satisfied,I'll love you more than anyone can.And the wind will whisper your name to me,Little birds will sing along in time...Trees will bow down when you walk by,And morning bells will chime.
I'll be there when you're feeling downTo kiss away the tears if you cry,I'll share with you,all the happiness I've found,A reflection of the love in your eyes.And I'll sing you the songs of the rainbow,A whisper of the joy that is mine,And trees will bow down when you walk by,And morning bells will chime.
I'll walk in the rain by your side,I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand,I'll do anything to help you understand,And I'll love you more than anyone can.And the wind will whisper your name to me,Little birds will sing along in time,Trees will bow down when you walk by,And morning bells will chime.
By: John Denver
Lijah'sGram said to me," I used to sing this to my babies.I sang this to Elijah when rocking him to sleep."
" I Should Be... "
Elijah should have turned two July 27,1999Instead, he sleeps...
I should be buying him wonderful toys and surprises,Instead, I try not to notice at stores, the toys he would have liked.
I should be getting film so I can take cute pictures of him,Instead I look through all his cute pictures and dream of him.
I should be decorating a cake and getting balloons for him,Instead I plan on decorating his grave,and releasing balloons to him.
I should be giving him lots of birthday loves and kisses,Instead I wish I could be loving him and giving him lots of kisses.
I should have him in my arms to rock gently to sleep,Instead I hold him gently in my heart until I am with him once again.
Happy Birthday Sweetie,Forever, Love and Kisses..."Granmma"
Poem written by: Janice Fisher..."Lijah's Gramma.
" For Elijah "
" Elijah's in the tunnel ", said a little boy of three." 'Lijah's standing there inside, he's smiling out at me!"Skylar saw his little friend, standing there within the light,While at the Children's Hospital...we knew he'd lost the fight.
So Emily softly rocked him, and whispered in his ear,and asked him to stay close to her, to keep away her fears.We all then said our last good-byes, in tears we watched him go.Such sadness on that Christmas Eve, no one can even know.
It broke our hearts to lose him, but he's where there is no pain,He's with his Heavanly Father now, and always will remain.Someday I want to join him there, with others that I love,And be with them forever, in God's Kingdom up above.
Inspiration from Skylor who saw Elijah in the Tunnel,and written by: 'Lijah's gramma...July 16, 1999
Balloons For Elijah
I wrote this for 'Lijah, who should have been two today,it would have been so much fun for us all, if he hadn't been taken away.
He would have loved a big party, with colored balloons and " toys."
But now all we're left with are memories of him, our sweet little Angel boy.
He was taken from us so cruely, when SHAKEN and abused by his dad.
We were blessed with him for sixteen months, for thats all the time he had.
We prayed Elijah might stay here with us, but his abuse was way too severe.
So we held him, rocked him and kissed him good-bye, he left us behind with our tears.
So today for "Lijah's birthday, we'll send our thoughts way up high.
With colored balloons holding notes to him, we'll release them to drift high in the sky.
So watch for the pretty balloons, sweet Elijah.
They'll drift to you slowly above, and just hold us all within your heart, for these balloons are filled full, with our LOVE.
