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| Debbie is not currently on line but you can leave a message in Kyle's Dreambook for her and I will see that she gets your message. |
| Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak Whispers the over-fraught heart and bids it break. — William Shakespeare, in Macbeth, Act IV, Scene III |
| These poems were all written by Debbie |
| I can see your first smile.I can see your first tooth.I still see your first step and then I saw you run.You grew up too fast,I didn't have a second chance,but I feel I got most parts right.I never gave up on you,you know at times I'm sure you thought I had.The last few years of your life you ran all too fast.It was hard to stay strong ... my challenge,my joy, my life.Mama never stopped trying! |
| Oh,how I long to see your smiling face and to hold you with a long embrace. Oh,how the years went by too fast but,I know you are with God at last. No more tears on this earth,because our Lord has given you a rebirth.I hope you know you were the joy of my life. Kyle,I love you honey.I don't know how to let you go.I guess really I don't have to.You're here with us and you always will be.God gave you to me even though I have so many regrets.Kyle,most of the time I know I did the best I could. |
| I gave you this child for a little while,I didn't promise how long he would stay.Even though his stay was brief don't lay in your sorrow and grieve.Go on faithfully on this earth and I promise I'll give you a rebirth.You were a good mother for seventeen years,now he is home with me and he has no more tears.I understand your pain and sorrow,because I lost my son for another tomarrow. Written out of love for my Heavenly Father and my son.Kyle, mama loves you so! |
| I was nothing more than a child myself when the Lord blessed me with you.We had fun,you and I,growing up with the times.We had seven years just you and I and then came a man who became your dad.He didn't just choose me;he chose you too! With him came your sissy.Oh,how jealuos you were of her.We became a family the three of us and then jordan came and our unit of life was done.We had our laughs,cries,and fights,but we all stayed together in all of our strifes.In the 6th grade you were excelling so .... gifted and talented and blowing your horn so.Then our family was hit with the hardest of blows.My twin brother was killed by a drunk driver,that was our hardest blow. |
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