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Our little Angel up in Heaven. ( RIP Andrew James Handley)

Poetry By: kellyannshirley
Poetry



As my daughters birth day is comeing up here soon it is a happy time. But it is also a sad time as well. For the day she joined us in this world we lost him. They were twins.


Submitted:Feb 21, 2013    Reads: 45    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


It came as a shock, the doc said here comes number seven and eight.________________________________________________________________ One girl and One boy. Is on the way. With a laugh he said it will make four and four in all. As if i couldn't count. _______________________________________________________________________ Soon there were bottles, diapers, sleepers, and toys a glore. Two of everything was every where. __________________________________________________________________________ At four months the doc said every thing is fine. The boy is behind the girl. There both fighters, strong hearts and good lungs, you've got some kickers. ______________________________________________________ ___________________________________________ At six months he said there groing strong. We told the older children that they were doing fine. They smiled and each produced two balloons. One girl and One boy. They were even and happy. Toys and much joy were soon to come. ___________________________________________________________________________ Eight months and we thought we were doing good. Seen the doc around the clock. He said with sad eyes one fatefull day one boy and one girl. I was wrong all is not well. She ia fine. He is still behind. His heart is not well. No longer strong. We have a choice to mak soon. I will tell you when._________________________________________________________ One girl one boy all is not well we told family and friends with fright and a choice in sight. The older six over heard and came with a balloon. There was six little notes tied to it. The oldest then twelve said. We have six prayers to send to heaven for our new brother to be okay. Wih sad eyes we released it with their prayers. _________________________________________ Two weeks pass. Doc calls and said were on the clock. Come and talk its time for decisions. We can help him, but will Hurt her.her. you must choose.______________________________________ Twent four.hours later a choice was made. We.can't choose. One over the other.____________________ Girl one boy one girl. One here one earth The other in heaven. He had very little chance of i had to let the other go.____________________________________________________________ survival she had a lot. Hardest choice ever made.for one to live i had to let the other go._______________________________________ Tears of joy tears of heart ache.. we told the older six and they let a balloon go saying their good byes to the brother they never got to hold, never got to see. This time there was a.seventh paper. She.got.to know got to feel and even shared with him.____________________________________ three years old her birthday came. She asked for one simple.thing. a balloon. I asked her why. In her young three year old life she smiled and said. I want to wish my baby angel a happy birth day. We still share this. With tears in my eyes on that faith full day and every years since we let go a simple balloon saying happy birth day to our baby angel Andrew because thats something we all still.share. i still don't know how she knew. But Here is my own personal balloon to my baby angel. HAPPY SIXTH BIRTH DAY.




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