micah lee david howard

Micah my love I miss you so sometimes I worry that you will never know I think of the things that I can't let go I have things around me everywhere that you left me and didn't know how precious they would be one day to me the marks on the wall by the down stairs back hall the letters on the fridge or the beautiful night light you decorated for me I remember when you painted on my white dinning room table I was so mad now I sat at the table and wish you were here I would buy you more paint Micah I'll love you for all time take care of your sister she always has a tear in her eye we lost more than people will ever know not a one day once a year but our every day world that we only know the mickey mouse play house the first snow the excitement of seeing things the first time the shopping at walmart the squeal from you that Chris is here the look in your eye when you hide his hat oh Micah I had your whole life with you not just a day here or there but every day thats something you see I was blessed most Grandparents never have that just a few holidays or birthday from the past I had you forever and that's how it will always will be i'll never let go

I see you cry, I cry for you. I see you hurt it hurts me too. Everyday as you grow worse, I die inside, as you get hurt. I wish that I could help you now, And save you, but I don’t know how. So we’ll hold hands, in pain forever, Until the day we die together.

Lord you care so much For the tears of a hurting child Who has felt the grief of tragedy Now no longer wears a smile Unable to clearly express How much he’s hurting inside Not fully understanding the pain Nor knowing the reasons ‘why’ He wants so much to reach out To someone who will listen Someone that can hold him close And respond with godly wisdom For he just needs a grown up To know what he’s going through But often we don’t realize his grief Because we are hurting too Let him know you care Lord And will be there when we’re not The emptiness he feels within May be filled with you oh God May he know you as a father And know you’re by his side To come and wipe his tears away When alone he silently cries Hold him in your arms Lord So he will be at peace Allow us all to give him time In dealing with his grief For tears may last all night But joy comes in the morning So let him grieve throughout the night For a new day will be dawning.

Misty breeze wraps about my shoulders, thinly clad. I shiver not, despite the coolness on my skin. Comfort, I now feel. Is it you my precious Angel? Are you there? I cannot hear your quiet voice, But bird song fills the air From high treetops to grassy marsh. I wonder – is it you, Dear? Are you there? The roses in your garden bloom large, And varied in hue from crimson deep, to barely pink. I cup the velvet bud, its fragrance soothes a troubled mind. This must be you, my little boy. Are you there? Are you the fiery autumn maples, Or the star-like flakes of snow? Are you the sparkle in the water of the lake that we both loved, Or, perhaps, the warmth I feel in the sand beneath my toes? Though your quiet voice I cannot hear, Nor can I see again your sparkling eyes, Or feel your dainty hand laid gently on my own, You are here. For memory's book will never close – Each lovely sound, or sight, or scent, Another page from special times that we have shared. Oh, yes! You are here child – everywhere!

THIS CHILD OF MINE "I'll lend you for a little time, a child of mine. He said, For you to love while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three. But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for Me? He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief, You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief." "I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, But there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true, And from the throngs that crowd life's lane, I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain, Nor hate Me when I come to call him back again?" I fancied that I heard them say: "Dear Lord, thy will be done." For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run. We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may, And for all the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay; But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned; We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try and understand.

WHEN ONE OF EARTH'S MOST LOVELY LIGHTS

HAS FLICKER AND GONE OUT,

THE SHADOW IN MY HEART IS ALMOST MORE THAN I CAN BEAR.

YOU STRIVE FOR UNDERSTANDING

AS YOU STRUGGLE THROUGH THE DAYS,WITH UNDIMMISHED LONGING

NO LONGER THERE

ALTHOUGH PROFOUNDLY CHANGED,THE WORLD KEEPS WHIRLING

ALL AROUND YOU

IN TIME YOU'LL FIND COMFORT

TENDER MEMORIES CAN RESTORE.

AND SOMEDAY, PAST THE TEARS

THE LIGHT OF LIFE WILL BE REKINDLED

WITH HOPE AND LOVE AS RADIANT

AND INSPIRING AS BEFORE............DAY BY DAY MAY THE LIGHT OF YOUR MEMORIES DIMINISH THE SHADOW OF SORROW AND BRING YOU PEACE

 

 

TO THE MOTHER OF MY WONDERFUL GRANDSON

I know that hearts are broken, because you lived, and your life was cut short.  But you are still with us, we need only to close our eyes, and you are back, in our memories, we will visit and play with you forever...... in our thoughts we still here your laughter, Because you lived, many lives were touched!!  One small Angel child now resting in the hands of our Dear Lord and playing with the Angels in Heaven!   Dear, sweet Micah, we will miss you, but have faith knowing that we will all see you again!!  When our heavenly Father calls us Home.... May the Lord be with your Nana, mother and the rest of your family!!!  James and Chris' hearts are broken..... but their hearts are mending, and now, I feel like I have a special place in your life, for, thru my boys, I hear Micah stories and how very speciaL YOU were!!!  Chris misplaced his keys the other day, and I saw him pause when he found them, and I know it brought back memories of you, Sweet Angel!  Comfort to your family knowing that you now sleep, with your arms crossed behind your head, on a big FLUFFY Cloud, with the ANGELS!!  Love to all, Sheri (james and chris' mom)

Sweet Angel Child------- You were a treasure i did not know. Thus losing you is doubly painful.

I look at these little pictures and see the sunshine.

I read these words, from so many, and feel the love.

Mine is a love you never knew but it is so big it will reach up there through the clouds and HUG you sooo big.

 

You were the Angel Child

sent here by our loving God .

Your purpose will be revealed.

I believe it was to spread love

 

Your Nana is so broken hearted, but everyday she shows her love and devotion.

I love you both with an enending love

January 24, 2008 Tears without end Days without nights Night without day Time without forgetting. Food without taste Sleep without rest Sorrow without comfort. Pain without limit Emptiness without bottom Life without. this is my life since you left us my grandson I love you so nana