Brittany Rebecca Helton


A Letter From Heaven

by on Jun.12, 2012, under Poetry

“To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I’m writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there’s no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.
Remember that I’m with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, “I welcome you.”

“It’s good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you’re part of my plan.
There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.”

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do,
and foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you… in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years,
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er.
I’m closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for you too….
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night… “My day was not in vain.”
And now I am contented…. that my life has been worthwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you’re walking down the street, and you’ve got me on your mind;
I’m walking in you footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it’s time for you to go…. from that body to be free,
remember you’re not going…. you’re coming here to me.

Used with permission of Author Ruth Ann Mahaffey ©Copyright 1998-2001.

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What a Mother Really Thinks

by on Jan.29, 2012, under Poetry

Hello, Old Friend,
Oh, yes, you know
I lost my child a while ago.
No, no please
Don’t look away
And change the subject
It’s ok.
You see, at first I couldn’t feel,
It took so long, but now it’s real.
I hurt so much inside you see
I need to talk,
Come sit with me?
You see, I was numb for so very long,
And people said, “My, she is so strong.”
They did not know I couldn’t feel,
My broken heart made all unreal.
But then one day, as I awoke
I clutched my chest, began to choke,
Such a scream, such a wail,
Broke from me…
My child! My child!
The horror of reality.
But everyone has moved on, you see,
everyone except for me.
Now, when I need friends most of all,
Between us there now stands a wall.
My pain is more than they can bear,
When I mention my child,
I see their blank stare.
“But I thought you were over it,”
Their eyes seem to say,
No, no, I can’t listen to this, not today.
So I smile and pretend, and say, “Oh, I’m ok”.
But inside I am crying, as I turn away.
And so my old friend, I shall paint on a smile,
As I have from the start,
You never knowing all the while,
All I’ve just said to you in my heart.

Copyright © 2002 Kelly Cummings. All rights reserved.

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Falling Without Notice

by on Jan.22, 2012, under Poetry

Falling Without Notice

Author: Blaine Anthony Anderson


Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

My time on Earth was relieved by God,
My Guardian Angel duty in Heaven has started.

Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

God sent me an Angel to take me by the hand to
Begin the journey into the unknown.

Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

Don’t think of me being gone or far away,
I’m only a prayer or thought away.

Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

You will hear me whisper joy through the
Tranquility of the winds and see me smile through the brightness.

Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

Don’t be disappointed by my goodbye; a farewell is necessary
Before we can meet again.

Sorry I had to leave you without notice,
My wings were ready before I had a chance to say goodbye.

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A Mother’s Love

by on Jan.20, 2012, under Poetry, Thoughts and Feelings

∞A Mother’s Love∞

© By Crystal Trujillo

There is no love like that of a daughter or son,

As long as you show them, you’ll be their number one.

They bring me joy, they bring me pain,

and enjoy playing in the rain…

They make me mad, they make me proud

one moment speak softly, the next so loud…

They try my nerves, they show me love

They’re my little gifts from above…

They make me shine, they make me cry

and sometimes make me ask God , “Why?”…

They’re loved so much, yet drive me crazy

so energetic, but yet so lazy…

They ride my patience, they kiss me good night

and make my heart gleam with a love so bright…

I know that they love me and I love them, too

and could never not love them, no matter what they do…

I look at some mothers, and don’t understand

what more than love could their children demand?

And yet they neglect them as they are not even there they don’t love them or praise them,

they don’t even care…

 As if they are items to be pushed to the side

How could you bear them and not feel pride?

They are part of your being. How can you not see?

What they are taught is what they will be…

 They need you to love them and show them the way,

Do it! Tomorrow is not promised today…

 No one expects you to be the parent of the year,

but the love they return is so precious and dear…

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I Miss My Child

by on Oct.23, 2011, under Poetry

I Miss My Child

Don’t ask me how im doing,
you don’t really want to know
you want me to say im doing fine,
not let my feelings show

you talk about your children,
but you never mention mine
you think thats showing that you care,
that i will think thats fine

but my child is still important,
i love them just the same
it hurts that you wont talk of them,
afraid to say their name

the club that i belong to,
it gets bigger everyday
i hope i never see you there,
of that i hope and pray

its a group of special people,
whose hearts are forever broken
and our pain is only doubled
when our angels names are never spoken

we’re angel moms and angel dads,
and we want you to remember
that we didnt ask to join this club,
or ask to be a member

so when you ask that question,
and i say that im just fine
give me a hug and say to me “your not, no need to lie”
all we need is understanding,
sometimes a shoulder too
if the roles were reversed we’d do the same for you.

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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me

by on Jan.13, 2011, under Poetry

By David M. Romano

When tomorrow starts without me,
and I’m not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,

and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I’d have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I’d say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,

He said, “This is eternity,
and all I’ve promised you”.
Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day’s the same day,
there’s no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn’t do.

But you have been forgiven
and now at last you’re free.
So won’t you take my hand
and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
don’t think we’re far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.

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The Things Unsaid

by on Jan.03, 2011, under Poetry

Author Unknown

Family o’ mine:
I should like to send you a sunbeam, or the twinkle of some bright star,
or a tiny piece of the downy fleece that clings to a cloud afar.

I should like to send you the essence of a myriad sun-kissed flowers,
or the lilting song as it floats along, of a brook through fairy bowers.

I should like to send you the dew-drops that glisten at break of day,
and then at night the eerie light that mantles the Milky Way.

I should like to send you the power that nothing can overthrow –
the power to smile and laugh the while a-journeying through life you go.

But these are mere fanciful wishes; I’ll send you a Godspeed instead,
and I’ll clasp your hand – then you’ll understand all the things I have
left unsaid.

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by on Dec.27, 2010, under Poetry

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My mom is a Survivor

by on Dec.14, 2010, under Poetry

My mom is a survivor, or so I’ve heard it said.
But I hear her crying at night when all the others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.
She doesn’t know I’m with her, to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach that never wash away,
I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others, a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven’s door, I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows it’s her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom through Heaven’s open door, I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more.
But, I know that doesn’t help her or ease the burden that she bears.
So if you get the chance, go visit her and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says, no matter what she feels,
My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won’t ever heal.

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by on Dec.14, 2010, under Poetry

You never said I’m leaving.
You never said goodbye.
You were gone before we knew it, and only God knows why.
A million times we needed you, a million times we’ve cried.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.
In life we loved you dearly, in death we love you still.
In our hearts you hold a special place no one can ever fill.
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you didn’t go alone.
For a part of us went with you the day God called you home.

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