alandrea0 Posted October 21, 2009 Share Posted October 21, 2009 I wrote this poem recently in memory of our granddaughter who sadly died at the age of just 8 days old on the 8th September 2009. I am running a fundraising appeal to raise funds to get a memorial bench sited at the Hutcliffe wood cemetery for all grieving parents, if you would like to help with a small donation please pm me for ways to help or send a donation to G and M Lunts Ltd, Funeral Directors at 1 - 3 Camping lane, Woodseats. OUR FIRST GRANDCHILD Life can be so unpredictable! That’s what my father used to say, And Monday 31st August 2009 Was supposed to be just another day. But our daughter Katy surprised us all, When she called early in the morn. To say she was going into hospital Because her baby wanted to be born. It was a total shock and surprise, Her due date wasn’t even near. She was 5 weeks early in labour But her baby wanted to appear. After hours of anxious waiting, And the thought of all her pain. At 9.55 in the morning, The message finally came. It’s what we’d all been waiting for, The best news in the world, Our Katy and Carl were now proud parents, To a beautiful baby girl. They say the best things come in small packages They say it’s better to be early rather than late. Well! We now know that is all true, With the birth of our Amy Kate! Weighing only a mere 5 pounds, She’s so fragile and petit. Measuring a short 14 inches From her head, too her feet. She winces, she yawns, She stretches, she cries. She has locks of dark hair And sparkling, blue eyes. She’s like a doll, so new, Made perfect in every way. To be cherished and loved Each and every day. Our Katy was so happy to be a Mum And Carl a proud Dad. But life as taken a cruel twist And now we’re all feeling so sad. For our beautiful granddaughter And treasure to behold. Has been taken away from us When she was only eight days old. She doesn’t wince, she doesn’t yawn She doesn’t stretch, she doesn’t cry. Our beloved Amy Kate has died And we still don’t know why! In the few days of her life We had precious moments together. Memories to cherish and save That will last with us forever. We had hopes and dreams We had plans for the years ahead. But now we’re making plans That all parents must dread. For we must lay her to rest At heavens door. Where we can watch over her Forever more. But we’ll still take you to the park We’ll still tell you stories at night We’ll take you to the seaside When the sun shines bright. For even though you’re now gone And our lives must still go on. We’ll always take you with us Amy Our special, little precious one. By Alan Weston Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
decaff Posted October 21, 2009 Share Posted October 21, 2009 That is a lowely poem! Sorry to hear your sad news but that is a very lovely tribute. Your family and your granddaughter will be proud! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
fatboyslim Posted October 21, 2009 Share Posted October 21, 2009 :(:( Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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