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
