Clodagh lost a baby son and wrote this poem as a result. Her Health Visitor has reproduced it for many parents who have found it immensely helpful. She hopes it will help many more parents and shares it with you here.
Little Angel
I was given an angel to cherish and love,
So tiny, so perfect, a gift from above.
When I looked at his face it was calmness I found
And that peace seemed to spread to all he was around.
His love touched my heart like fine threads of spun gold
And I thanked God for giving this angel to hold.
But I did not know then that time was my foe
And too soon, with a whisper, my angel would go.
My heart almost breaking, a touch soft as lace
Seemed to wipe at the hurt as it coursed down my face.
I still have my angel to cherish and love,
Those gold threads now shimmer from Heaven above.
And though I can’t see him or cuddle him tight,
I won’t say goodbye, Little Angel, goodnight.
