Tuesday, April 14, 2009


Looking at the raindrops
Out of the window I see
Oh what is about to happen
Why does it need to be me.
I need to prepare
For the birth of my gorgeous son
A precious little boy
I won’t see turn one
I hold you in my arms
And think of the shattered dreams
A life time of memories gone
oh what you could have been.
I hold those precious moments
Close to my aching heart
I am still looking at the raindrops
Waiting for the healing to start.
They tell me it will take time
To deal with such a loss
No time will erase these emotions
This stone will gather moss.
As time has stood still
And out of the window
I see The raindrops are still falling
Or are they the teardrops within me.

Eulogy written for Michael. Read by Vince

Initially I would like to thank you all for coming today . The support and love that Rita and I have received during this very difficult time has been very overwhelming and I cannot thank you enough .

To get up here and talk of my son ..a son I only met for a few brief moments before he died in my wifes arms is not something I expected to have to do ever . but here I am and as proud as ever as even though I only met him for a few moments , I saw within him a special boy .

Finding out my wife was pregnant with our third child was very big surprise. And whilst he was not planned he was very much a welcomed addition to our family. We Immediately started planning for our new child and began rearranging the house and getting organized for the day he would arrive . We were very excited for his arrival and his brothers daily kissed mummies tummy and talked about what there new brother or sister would be like . We recently found out that Michael was gravely ill and would not make it and the day my wife delivered him was one of the most bitter sweet moments in our lives.

Sweet cause we got to meet this precious little boy even for a few short moments and bitter because letting him goes was the hardest thing we ever had to do. A little boy only 23cm in length and weighing 295grams , Michael was small indeed . But he had a look about him that was wise . Looking very much like his brothers , he was beautiful and at peace. And even though he was only 21 weeks , in those few moments my wife and I formed a bond that will last forever . We now take comfort in knowing that as a physical being he may not be here but as a soul with god he will live forever.

We carry him on our hearts every day and bury him today with great sadness but knowing that he never had to suffer one moment in his life . He is in a better place now …were he will know no suffering and no pain and will forever feel the deep love his parents and brothers have for him.

To mummy like love Michael

A day prior to Michaels Birth I was a sleep on the couch Resting up for what was about to happen . I woke and felt compelled to write and without thinking this is what I wrote:

Don’t Cry for me Mummy
Don’t cry for me please
Cause on this earth as a physical being
I was not meant to be.
Our journey together was so short
And for you so bitter sweet
Don’t cry for me
As I am were I need to be .
A soul whos journey with you was short
Your were the chosen one
The one I knew would be strong
So Don’t cry for me mummy
I will be just fine
In my heart I will carry your love
Till the end of time
Love Michael


20 weeks ago mummy got the news
That you would come into my life
So precious and so new
I dreamed for your future
What you would become
That day you would be born
A precious beautiful son
Yet on one sad day mummy again got the news
That you would not survive
You were having complications
and was fighting for your life
So the day has come were we would meet
If only for a time so brief
I will cherish those moment
for years to come
Of you my child my precious son
A Precious little soul that has come into me
chosen me for his journey
and now I must set you free
Back to god your will fly
So perfect and free
And Know your mummy will love you
From now till eternity

An Angel Never dies

An Angel Never Dies - Anonymous

Don’t let them say I wasn’t born, that something stopped my heart, I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I loved you from the start. Although my body you can’t hold, it doesn’t mean I’m gone, This world was worthy not of me, God chose that I move on, I know the pain that drowns your soul, what you are forced to face, You have my word, I’ll fill your arms, someday we will embrace. You’ll hear that it was “meant to be, God doesn’t make mistakes” But that won’t soften your worst blow or make your heart not ache. I’m watching over all you do, another child you’ll bear, Believe me when I say to you, that I am always there. There will come a time, I promise you, when you will hold my hand, Stroke my face and kiss my lips and then you’ll understand. Although I never breathed your air, or gazed into your eyes, That doesn’t mean I never “was”…An Angel Never Dies.