MESSAGES


Krissy, is that bird in the sky
Flying around so free
Krissy, is that bird in the sky
You sending a message to me?

Krissy, is that rainbow on high
Glistening bright in the sun
Krissy, is that rainbow on high
You telling me you’re having fun?

Krissy, is that star overhead
Twinkling bright through the night
Krissy, is that star overhead
You telling me you are alright?

Krissy, is that sweet butterfly
Floating around on the breeze
Krissy, is that sweet butterfly
You telling me you are at Peace?

Krissy, is that white Morning Dove
Cooing so loud and clear
Krissy, is that white Morning Dove
You telling me you’re always near?

Krissy, I see that bird in the sky
  That Rainbow on High
  That star over head
  That sweet butterfly
  That white Morning Dove
Krissy, I see the gifts that you send
To tell me your Spirit is Free.

To my daughter, Krissy
With Love
From your Mom
9/10/2004



You are listening to HEAVEN
        A Birthday Gift



Today is your birthday.
So what does it mean 
To you in your new home above? 
I cannot be sure
But this I do know
It  means more than the world to me.

You came in a whirlwind
The day you were born
Beginning a life brand new
The girl that I longed for
All wrapped in Pink
I thanked God for his gift of you.

I was your Mother
You were my Child
But the lessons to learn were mine
You taught me to love
And how to be strong
These were my gifts from you.

We belonged to each other
But the years flew too quick
I’ve  blinked and you’re suddenly gone
We lived life and shared
All our laughter and tears
I cherish my days here with you.

Today is  your birthday.
So what does it mean 
To you in your new home above? 
I cannot be sure
But this I do know
It  means more than the world to me.

.


To Krissy on your 22nd  Birthday.  Love Mom   11/01/2004

           Dragonfly


I stand alone feeling lonely
Overwhelming grief eating my soul
I stand alone feeling lonely
The sense of loss weighing me down
        Like an anchor in the sea.

I look to the sky hoping to see you there
I see clouds billowing like cotton candy
I look for shapes in the clouds
That will make me think of when you
       Were here with me.

I stand alone feeling lonely
Overwhelming pain gripping my heart
I stand alone feeling lonely
The feeling of  emptiness creating an ache
      That my soul can’t bear.

I look to the sky hoping to see you there
I see a Dragonfly riding the wind
To bring me a sign of what Life is about
It’s not where you are that matters the most
It’s that you live in my Heart
              Now and Forever


Krissy…..I love you……Mom  09/27/2004





For every gift giving occasion Krissy gave me Dreamsicles.  These poems are my gift to her.

Janice
Krissy's Mom
  I Wonder Why


He looked me in the eye
And said you had died
My heart then stood still
I felt a cold chill
But I didn't cry
I wonder why

We gathered together
to say our good byes
I was wooden but strong
As I sat in that pew
But I didn't cry
I wonder why

Then we had to leave you
With the rain coming
Like tears from the sky
Heaven did weep
But I didnt cry
I wonder why

Then it was over
The people went home
And on with their lives
As they had lived them before
I was left with my loneliness
My grief and My Pain
And finally I was able to cry

Janice
Krissy's Mom
11/01/1982 - 06/20/2004

A MOTHER'S POEMS FOR HER DAUGHTER
 

Heaven’s Brand New Angel
(Krissy’s Song)






Heaven has a brand new Angel, I’ll bet You’ve never seen
An Angel such as this one without Gossamer wings

Unique and kind of different
She’s sassy and she’s bright
A shiny gift to Heaven
Enveloped in  white light


Flying High with  Peacock wings
She wears a tilted halo and worn out jeans
She reaches through the veil to dry our tears
And always hovers closely to calm our fears


Arriving  rather quickly  to the blare of Gabriel’s horn
Heaven’s gate is standing open as she is welcomed Home
She has a funky hair-do and sports a small tattoo
She loves all of God’s Creatures; Her Heart is always true
She’s  anxious as she starts to try her brand new set of Wings
Then flies to where we’re sleeping and visits in our dreams


Flying High with  Peacock wings
She wears a tilted halo and worn out jeans
She reaches through the veil to dry our tears
And always hovers closely to calm our fears


Heaven has a brand new Angel; She’s no longer ours to hold
Original; a bit shocking;  She’s breaking every mold

The skylight begins to glisten
As her spirit races by
It’s so easy to love her
But so hard  to say good-bye


Heaven has a brand new Angel, I’ll bet You’ve never seen
An Angel such as this one without Gossamer wings

In memory of  Kristen Elizabeth Goodman
Words by Janice Goodman