This page commemorates the precious lives of babies who have died as cot deaths.
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Toni Dawn Marie (Allen)
Born 29th September 1975
Died 18th November 1975

How precious you are to me.
For such a short time
you graced this earth,
I will love you always
until we meet again.

Mum. 
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Alexander Bryan Northey
11/08/89 - 07/09/89

"When God Calls Little Children"

When god calls little children
to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of his love

For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world,
seem wonderful and mild

Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud,
before he can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,
and so he takes but a few
to make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult still
somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Goodbye."

So when a little child departs
we are left behind
must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.

Paul Bryan (father) 

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William Dean Cook
Born: April 13th, 2002 - September 26th, 2002

Little Billy was our special baby boy.
He was always full of smiles and laughter.
He was a perfect baby.
He is now waiting for us in heaven with our Jesus.
We love you Buddy boy! 

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I lost my son William on December 3rd of 2001.
He was 2 months and 21 days old.
I wrote this poem for him the day of his memorial service.


He was here for a brief period of time,
He graced us with his presence, and what a sweet one,
Then he left us without even a warning.
The period that we had him filled our lives with joy,
The emptiness we fill inside after he left is nothing but a void.
Our hearts ache with memories we have of him inside,
Our arms yearn to hold him just one more time.
Our hands reach to touch his little head but he is there no more,
His sweet little eyes lit up a room once he came through that door,
He put a smile upon anyone's face that was filled with so much joy.
We asked why he had to leave, an answer never came,
We asked one more time then we were told
that we would get to hold him once more.
It may not be soon enough, but it will be.
His life was short but he served his purpose here on this earth,
Now he is in Heaven serving with our Lord.
We thank you God for this wonderful gift,
That you let bless our lives.
One day we will be in Heaven with our bundle of joy,
Who we hold so dear to us,
There we will get to hold him and never have to let him go.


In loving memory of William (little will)
9/13/01 to 12/03/01 

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Danny

To our darling Danny
On this your special day,
We would like to share with you
Our love in every way.

Each day that passes by
Makes no difference to our hearts,
You're as close to us now
As ever in the past.

So Happy Birthday Danny
Dearest brother - special son -
Just know our thoughts are with you
Have a really special one!!! 

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My daughter was only 21 days old when she was taken from us.
She was born 09/08/2001 taken the day she was suppose to
come into the world 09/30/2001. We all went to bed at 11:00pm
and I was woken up from a dream from my grandma, Donna was
named after her. I found my daughter at 2:00am. I often think
about the sweet memories that I spent with her. Now it has been
over one year since I have been able to hold her in my arms.
The smile and feel of her soft hair against my face. I miss her so much, I love Donna-Lynn. 

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Elizabeth was born on 16 April 2002 to Heather Waits and Ricky Hutchson. We lost her to SIDS on 19 August 2002, she was four months three days old. We love and miss her so much. She was a beautiful happy baby. She brought so much joy into our lives in the short time she was with us. We miss her so much but we know she is in the arms of Jesus.
I am her Great Grand Mother (Cindy).
I love and miss her so. 


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Matthew Patrick Craggs,
my wonderful baby brother.
Always missed. Died 1987. 

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I would like to add a tribute to all parents who have had a baby die. Years later it can still be difficult and I have written a poem for all of us in memory of my daughter Louise Bethan Halling who died a sudden infant death on February 5th 1991 at just 2 weeks old.


On the day of your child's birth
You are full of great mirth,
Your life is full of dreams
Or so it seems.

Before you have thought,
Your child has been taught,
You have seen their first day at school,
You’ve seen ballet shoes and tutus,
Bridesmaid’s dresses and gymkhana rosettes.

You have their life all planned;,
The A level exams
Then off to university, graduation and mortarboards
Then not just one job offer, but hoards.

Then comes the wedding, the long flowing dress,
She chooses a husband who’ll be just the best.
You’ve planned the flowers, the marquee, and the food,
You’ve pre-ordered the weather and the mood.

She has left you now but you are the best of friends,
And you know in your heart that relationship won’t ever end.
You’re a grand mother having the best of fun.
It’s her all over again but double the fun

Then you look down into your lap at your very first child,
That baby just born so meek, so mild.
Just moments old don’t wish her life away,
Babies are precious, take it day by day.
All parents do it they can’ t help what they feel.
They have hope in their hearts, a future life suddenly real.

So now I hope you will understand
The life of a baby is more than it seems,
It is their little life, plus your thoughts,
Your hopes, all your dreams.

So when that life is taken away
And other people don’t know what to say,
Or when they say you’ll have another,
Maybe two, a sister and brother.

Inside you want to shout out loud,
I had a child of which I am proud
God took that child away from me
And left me with a hurt no one can see.
But you stay quiet and nod so as not to offend
Then everyone thinks your hurt is at an end.

So forgive me when years later on
To family or friends a new babe is born,
If I find it emotional and hard to cope
With the new Mothers future that’s full of hope.

Its because I am happy but that makes me sad
For life is unfair and things can go bad.
I know more than most,
For my little girl is now just a ghost
Of what should have been,
Of all my hopes, my future, my dream.

And forgive if when Christmas is hard,
When the milestones I've set come and go,
I want to be able to say my Childs name,
To shout it out loud and feel no shame.

I want others to know my child, my descendant
Had a life which was important
Not to be little to say “get over it”
Her memory should be respected
Her name spoken with happiness, with glee
For she gave something very special to me
A great love, a great memory and most importantly
The appreciation of my little family


Rachel Halling 

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Dave-Benedict was born on 5th October 2001
and left us on 28th September 2002 without any
early warning or any symptoms of this terrible disorder.
We fought for 2 days and at the end we had to decide when to
turn off the machines. Dave fell asleep in our arms and died.

Dave was very healthy and never had any illnesses or anything like that. He was our sunshine and he won everybody with his lovely eyes. The doctors of the children's hospital in Luzern found out that he died of a rare disease called HSES - Haemorrhagic Shock and Encephalopathy Syndrom. That means all his organs including his brain were destroyed very fast. There was no chance to help or support his little body. We tried everything to save his short life but nobody and nothing could help. Dave is now a guardian angel!

There is now only the questions why and why him?

With love to our baby boy Dave-Benedict

Eugen, Carola, Mike and Jill 

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Martin Rivera Perea Chippewa
born on May 25, 1996, passed away on September 22, 1996
(Mi Angelito)

How very softly you tip toed into my world.
Almost silently, only for a moment you stayed.
But what an imprint your tiny footprints have left upon my heart. 

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Daniel Jonthan Johnson 3/5/84 3/9/84

In memory of our precious little grandson.

Not gone from Nanny's memory nor gone from Granddad's love.
You're playing with the angels in gods home up above.

18 years have passed but we still love and think of you every single day.
You were a special little boy and we will always
think of you and love you.

Night, God bless darling.

Nanny Jean and Grandad John.xxx 

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Paul Harold Born 19.5.1981 - Died 16.6.1981 



A memorial to my baby boy Paul to help others who are grieving.
Paul was perfect and such a joy, I cannot express the happiness he brought into my life. When he died I immediately went into shock and then suffered a breakdown and was put on medication for depression, which I have remained on for a number of years. It is only now that I have had counselling and realise the depression was caused by my not being able to fully grieve for my son - this memorial is part of my grieving. My wish is to help others who have lost a baby, allow yourselves to grieve and talk to others of your loss, bereavement counselling can help a great deal.

Nam Myo Range Kyo 

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Buddy Lee Baldwin
born August 3, 2002, died September 3, 2002.

I miss you baby boy, so much !
We went to bed at 11 pm, found you dead at 4 am.

God took you from me as I slept.
I ask questions and get no answers.

I am lost without you!!!!

Love Always Your Mommy 

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In memory of baby Ruby

There's a pain beyond imagining
That's burning in our heart,
For suddenly our whole world
Has been cruelly ripped apart.

All words of consolation
That are bound to come this way,
Will probably seem empty
And of little use today.

For when we ask for reasons
When we ask the question "Why?",
It makes no sense at all
That someone so precious has to die.

The only source of comfort
Are our memories and the love,
And they will shine forever
Like the brightest star above.

A flame that burns eternally
So strong it lights the sky,
And even in our darkest days
That flame will never die.

So many people share the pain
We grieve today as one,
The gift of life is taken back
But love goes on and on. 

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I have just lost my baby boy to pneumonia.
His name is Bailey Cameron Launder, he was 10 weeks old.

I love you so much Bailey.
Never forget that.
Mummy will always be there for you. 

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To my daughter Monique Nicole Farah-Madden
who was born on the 14 April 2000
who sadly passed away in your mother's arms
on 25 June 2000, you are sadly missed
by your mother.

May God bless her as she is one of Jesus
helpers now and forever more.
I never have one day that I do not think about her.

Love from your mother. 

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Thomas Edward Roy Hewitson
22/7/97 – 16/10/97 



Sadly missed, thought of all the time!
My beautiful little son of mine.
You will always be in my heart
Even though your dad & I are now apart.

Your dad & me we went through other losses too
3 miscarriages in total what were we to do
He couldn’t cope, he tried to commit suicide
The relationship was no longer strong, at least we tried!

I may know longer be with your dad
Please Thomas I don’t want you to feel sad
I believe we were together for that short while
To have you Thomas, to see your lovely smile.

You slept in my arms every single night
It was cosy & comfortable it felt so right
That’s where you were when you took your last breath of air
Your body warm & limp this cot death is so unfair.

I used to cry myself to sleep at night & wondered why
That I’m alive & you're not & I had to say goodbye
I’ll never forget you Thomas you’re my special No 1
You are carried with me always my beautiful little son.

I want you to know I am so happy with my life
I am now married & settled I am Craig’s wife,
We have a child that is on its way
A lovely healthy one, that’s what we pray.

I love you Thomas 



Lots of Love
Hugs & Kisses
Mum
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xxxxx
xxx 


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The sadness is indescribable throughout the years
but Dominic is always with us..

Dominic born 29.9.67
Died 11.1.68 


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Lance Timothy
Born 9/7/1988 - Died 29/8/88
aged 7 weeks to SIDS.

A little flower lent not given,
to bud on earth and bloom in heaven.

God bless my beautiful baby son,
loved and missed always.
Mummy and brothers Guy and Gareth. 

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Nathan Bradley Swale died 12th July at 19 months
in his cot whilst we were on holiday in Australia.
Nathan was my only child and I miss him terribly.
The quietness of the house is echoed throughout.
I still expect to see my beautiful little boy
come running from his bedroom.

Good bye Mummy's little angel...

Fly, fly little wing,
Fly beyond imagining,
The softest cloud, the whitest dove,
Upon the wings of heavens love.

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Here are two poems for my son Shaun,
the first is from a card that gave me
much inspiration & hope after his death,
the second written by my wonderful Aunt
who tragically 8 years later was to endure
the pain and heartache of the death of her son
- for Shaun & for Reece....

A gift from God
An angel was sent from heaven above,
A special one that would bring much love,
God knew that this precious life would be short
So he looked around for a tender heart.

He made his choice and the gift was sent
In what seemed like a moment the angel went,
Leaving treasured memories, and a heart full of pain,
A void, an abyss, tears flowed like rain.
But.........
Wait just a moment, I wish you could see,
The wonderful thing that's happened to me.
Jesus was waiting, His arms opened wide,
And he and his angels bought me inside
Such a beautiful place that I cannot describe,
A new home for me from the moment I died.

I'll wait here for you, so dry up your tears,
And go bravely on with your life free from fears.
Know that God's near you to help and to guide,
He'll never desert you, He's there by your side.
So speak to him daily from inside your heart,
And let him assure you, we're not really apart


The Whispering Wind

We are here to say goodbye,
Where flowers stir in the breeze,
Bright sun shines down on little Shaun,
There's a rustling in the trees.

We stand together yet feel alone,
The cool wind whispers and sighs,
And seems to say, 'Remember this day,
And the child with the beautiful eyes'.

18.05.93 

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Scott Robert John Torrans
born 4/5/87 died 10/8/87

for my beautiful baby boy
I will always love you
and you are always in my thoughts
and prayers

from mummy xxx 

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Daniel Jonathon Johnson
Born 3/5/84 left us3/9/84
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In the beginning our beautiful son was so strong,
he was born at 30 weeks by caesarean section
weighing 4 pounds. After being discharged from the
hospital he put on loads of weight and seemed to be
doing fine. To the day I join him I will never ever forget
going in to his little bedroom and finding him.
People think that because 18 years have passed it is
a forgotten subject. Every single day when I open
my eyes I think of my baby... It doesn't matter if he's
four months, four years or 44 years, the pain and hurt
is still the same. My message to my darling baby is
YOU'RE NOT GONE FROM DADDY'S MEMORY NOR
GONE FROM MUMMY'S LOVE. YOU'RE PLAYING WITH THE ANGELS IN GODS HOME UP ABOVE...

xxxxxxxxx We love and miss you so much
Mummy Daddy and big brother James... xxxxx
Night God Bless Sweetheart. xxxxx 

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This is in memory of my brother who died
from cot death 22 years ago. You are always
in my thoughts and I know that you are
looking after my kids. I miss you loads.
Lots of love Angie xxxx 

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In loving memory of two very special girls;

Louise Sara Burns 21.05.90 - 04.08.90
and Rosie Ann Burns 27.04.91 - 06.02.92.
Not a day passes without my longing to hold you in my arms!


Rosie and Louise

In your short time upon this earth,
You changed my life completely.
You filled the room with so much love
When you smiled your smiles so sweetly.

Two special little baby girls,
Who meant so much to me.
Gone but not forgotten,
In my heart you live eternally.

I loved you both so dearly,
And I know I always will.
Losing you - it broke my heart,
Was such a bitter pill.

God promises to give you back,
For this I cannot wait.
The prospect of this joyful gift,
It makes my heart elate!

So rest a little longer girls,
The time is drawing near,
When I can hold you in my arms once more -
A gift I'll treasure dear!

(Tina Reeks) 

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The 4th of August.

Twelve years ago today;
That's when my nightmare started.
Twelve years ago today - is when
Louise and I were parted.

She wasn't very old,
And I hadn't loved her long;
But eleven weeks was long enough
To make that love so strong.

She was a precious baby
Who meant the world to me.
In that short time she changed my life
And filled my heart with glee.

When I discovered that I'd lost her,
I thought I too would die!
No words describe the feelings
That made me break down and cry.

The words "she's dead" pierced deep inside,
And killed a part of me;
As I realised her loving smile
Again I would not see.

I knew I'd never hold her,
Or stroke her soft, black hair.
Or watch her walk and hear her talk -
These things we would not share.

When I saw her in her coffin
It tore my heart to shreds!
I finally had to admit -
My precious child was dead!

The child I loved with all my heart,
Was taken in her sleep.
I never shall forget the pain,
Which now still makes me weep.

They say "Time is a healer"
But I don't believe it's true,
Because every time I think of her,
I still feel just as blue!

I wonder if next year
Will be the year the pain subsides?
I really hope it is
Because this pain kills me inside!

(Tina Reeks) 

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In loving memory of our dear son Luke who was
a beautiful and a happy little boy who was taken from us
at four months old. He will never be forgotten and he will
always be sadly missed by his mommy, his daddy and
his two big brothers Dillon and Joshua.
He will always be in our hearts, we will always love
our beautiful little son Luke. 


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Daniel Peter White
born 30 May 2001 - died 21 October 2001

I wanted you so much my darling baby when I held you
in my arms I had never felt so contented, you were my
little boy who completed my family. Now you are in heaven
so very far away, my arms ache to hold you again,
so peaceful lying there so soundly asleep, you only lived for
19 weeks but you have left a whole heart full of memories.
Your big sister misses you badly, she is too little to
understand she only knows she loves you.
A baby as bonnie as the summer he shone in.

We love you dearly
our little space man xxxxxxxxxx
Mummy, Daddy and your big Sis Stephanie-Jayne
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My brother Robert and his wife Tiffany gave birth to their stillborn new born named Victoria Michell Vargas. My brothers wife, through out her last trimester kept on complaining about pains in her stomach, but the Doctor made the worst judgement any Doctor could make. He's the reason why my little princess is not with us right now. Tiffany had to go through a natural labour, but giving birth to a deceased baby Victoria.

Now my brother and his wife are going through so much, our whole family are going through a lot. The worst part of this whole nightmare was when Tiffany gave birth to her, was when we got to see Victoria. We didn't get to know her, and she didn't get know her family. We got to spend time with her lifeless body, she looked like she was sleeping peacefully. When most newborn are born they look kind of not all that cute, but Victoria was the most beautiful baby I have ever laid eyes on. Her skin, her long fingers, and she had her uncle's feet. Then it came time to say goodbye to a baby who's not even one second old. I gave her a kiss on her cheek and said I Love you and I would never forget her. My brother got to keep her over night, he treated her like she was alive but in a deep sleep. This whole thing, the two were the strongest out of all of us , and they are the ones who lost their baby. We buried Victoria August 8,2002. All of this happened in just a few days. 

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This poem is a tribute to my beautiful baby
Sam Wilson Chesney
who sadly died aged 5 weeks old.

I had the honour of knowing you
For just a little while,
I'll never forget your tiny face
Or your beautiful little smile.
I have your memory in my heart
You are in my thoughts each day,
The pain I feel at losing you
No words could ever say.
But I think of myself as the chosen one
I know how lucky I am,
For being a part of your short little life
And I'd like to say thank you Sam.
For if ever I've met a special child
Not one is as special as you,
You're an important part of my heart and life
No matter what I do.
So while you stay with the angels
Be happy in all you do,
Most importantly please don't forget I'm your mammy
I'll always love you. xx 

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You were the baby twin but the bigger of you two
why did you go because everyone loved you,
you were only here for a short while
but your memories will be kept.
Everyone's heart is broken because we all miss you
but we know that you have gone to a better place.

Good night, good bless little Mikey.


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Jonathon Barry Robert Frank Howard
born 8th August 1992
fell asleep 6th September 1992 aged just 4 weeks!
Always in my dreams, forever in my heart!
I live for the day when you are in my arms again!
I love you my little soldier
all my love and hugs mummy xxxxx 


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In memory of Darius

A little flower lent not given
to bud on earth to grow in heaven.

Missing you and look forward to the day we will unite again,
love Aunty Tracie, Mummy, Daddy, Nanny, Grandpa, Kieran,
Le-sian (your brother & sister) Sade & Brandon
xxxxx 

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Dale Reece Harris
Born 31 December 1990
Died 1 March 1991 aged just 7 weeks
Always in our hearts 

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Jerry Arnold Allen Jr. was our grandson.
Born March 17 2002 and went to sleep on June 21 2002.
He was such a happy little boy. Born in the spring and left in the summer. We will always have him in our hearts. For such a short time on loan to all of us, taken away but still with us. You will be missed by all who knew you and the ones who would have love to have known you. You brought joy in all of our lives. You did so much to our hearts in a short time, it will take a while to get over the loss.
Lots of love, Granddad and Grandmaw Lavack.
We will always remember you in our hearts and minds. 

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Mattie John Harrie Flynn

In January 1999 we had the most beautiful baby boy. It was a very bad pregnancy, I miscarried his twin, had blood transfusions, and eventually I had Mattie. We could not believe at 30 weeks how tiny our baby was, breathing on his own, cries which sounded like a kitten meowing. But you were fighting well, two weeks went by. Your siblings Kiyle, Zapphire and Tommie adored you as much as we did.

Daddy works Saturday. The phone went at 12pm, it was the neo-natal unit. You stopped breathing and they had to ventilate you. In a blur I got a sitter, then came to you, Daddy joined me. You were grey with drips and tubes everywhere. I screamed at the staff " Its the blood transfusion, you gave him dodgy blood".

Daddy told me to calm down. I couldn't. I was holding your tiny fingers and stroking your head. Those beautiful grey-blue eyes looked at me. I said to you go on babe, go asleep, you'll feel better when you wake. You looked at daddy he said the same, then you closed your eyes. The doctors said you were in a coma.

You never did wake up. The worst thing in my life I've ever done is let you go and tell you to stop fighting. I hope you are happy being an angel. I know I and daddy and your siblings still hold you special in our hearts. We love you and always will. Somehow I know you're about, the TV starts going funny and this lovely sweet fragrant smell fills the house. You have a little sister, Destanee, whom I know you watch over.

February the 6th 1999 was the worst day of my life, the day I told my angel to stop fighting and go play as an angel. I still sit by your grave and some days the tears just stream down my face. If I had one wish it would be to hold you and kiss you once again. We love you.

In memory of Mattie John Harrie Flynn
06/01/1999-06/02/1999
Our fighter who couldn't fight no more
Babaloo

Love Mummy, Daddy, older brothers Kiyle and Tommie, and big sister Zapphire and your baby sister Destanee.

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Aaron Melvin May

29/05/96 - 09/10/96

Empty arms long to hold you, silent tears fall for you, you were our future, but now you are no more. We grieve for you, we love you and we miss you. We will never forget you. You touched our lives for the briefest moments, yet you will stay with us forever. This is in loving memory of my son Aaron Melvin May who passed away on my 29th birthday, we now have a special day to share forever. I sometimes wonder why my birthday, but then say to myself somehow it is special that he left us that day. 

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Fraser Robert Adam
Born 7th February 2002, died 21st June 2002.
Fraser died of sudden infant death syndrome. He was taken away from Mummy, Daddy and his big brothers too soon.

This poem was read at his funeral.

These are my footprints,
So perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints,
Never touched the ground at all.

Not one tiny footprint,
For now I have my wings.
These tiny footprints were meant,
For other things.

You will hear my tiny footprints,
In the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
Of joy and not from pain.

You will see my tiny footprints,
In each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
If you just give me a chance.

You will see my tiny footprints,
In the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
And call each one that grieves.

Most of all, these tiny footprints,
Are found on mommy's heart.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll NEVER truly part. 

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My Little Angel Megan

My little angel Megan was born prematurely at 6 months
on 5th March 2002, She died in my arms only 45 minutes old.
Why God did not let her live, I shall never understand.
The pain I feel every day is so hard to bear.
Each time I look at her photos, each time I touch her bonnet,
each time I visit her grave, the pain seems to get a little easier,
knowing she is up above, with wings flying so high, watching over me
with everything I do. You see, she is my little guardian angel,
I wish I had had the chance to see her smile, to see her laugh,
My Little Angel, My Little Sweetheart, My Little "Stinky Bum"
Mommy loves you and misses you so much,
Good night, sleep tight, love you
Mommy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 

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In Loving Memory of Sean Patrick Hart
Given to my family on September 19, 2001
Taken from us February 1, 2002

Sean Patrick...we love you so much! 

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George Kevin Stewart Nelson
23.02.01-17.03.01

It was chosen you'd spend no time with us,
And none of us knew why.
You took our breath away from us,
Broke our hearts and made us cry.
There must have been some reason,
Why you couldn't stay.
We'll remember every spring season,
And wish you were here to play.
You know you'll always be with us,
And though it was so sad,
We're glad we saw you briefly
Your family and loving mum and dad.

Sleep well baby George
You're always in our hearts

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In Memory of James "Jamie" Ryan Gossman
December 26, 1991- April 2, 1992

"Do you have a baby?" I have been asked this many times
"Only in my heart and often on my mind."
I have a special angel that watches over me
Once I held a baby, I now hold memories
Little Jamie was laid down to sleep
This time, his soul, the Lord decided to keep
My little boy never did wake...
It was my son chosen that day.
My arms still ache to feel his soft touch,
To cradle that baby that's missed so much
Days turned to months and months to years
Although I can not touch him, in my heart he is near
You asked "Do you have a baby?"
Yes, at one time I did.
Now Jamie is an angel
Jamie died of SIDS.... 

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In Memory of our darling little daughter Megan Olivia.
22nd November 2001/9th February 2002 (10 weeks old)

This was written by our dear friend Debra Jones as a reading at our daughter's funeral, I take strength from it each time I read it. 

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To my dearest friends Linda and Marc.

Linda and Marc, I thought of you and closed my eyes,
And prayed to God today
I asked him what makes a parent,
And I know I heard him say..

A parent has a baby,
This we know is true
But God can you be a parent,
When your baby's not with you?

"Yes you can" he replied,
with confidence in his voice
"I give many people babies,
When they leave is not their choice."

"Some I send for a lifetime,
And others for the day
And some I send to feel the womb
But there's no need to stay."

I just don't understand God,
We want baby Megan here!
He took a deep breath and cleared his throat,
And then I saw his tear...

"I wish I could show Megan's family
What she's doing today,
If they could see her smile with all
The other children, and hear her say..."

"We go to earth to learn our lessons
Of love life and fear.
My Mummy, Daddy, Chelsie and Ryan loved me so much
I got to come straight here".

"I feel so lucky to have a mummy and daddy,
Who had so much love for me.
I learned my lessons very quickly
My mummy and daddy set me free".

"I miss my mummy and daddy oh so much!,
But I visit them every day,
And when they go to sleep
On their pillow is where I lay".

"I stroke their hair and kiss their cheeks,
And whisper in their ear,
Mummy, Daddy don't be sad
I'm your baby and I'm here".

So now you see what makes a parent
It's the feeling in your heart.
It's the love you had so very much of
Right from the very start.

Now you have become a memory,
Your memory is now a treasure,
Love you always our little star,
Mummy, Daddy, Chelsie and Ryan. xxxxx 

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Georgina Elizabeth Rosina Weeks
who was born on 31st December 2001
and passed away on April 10th 2002 



Death came into the world one day, and scanned the passing throng,
Some with a sigh upon their lips, and others with a song.
"I will be merciful", he said "in choosing mine today,
Since at the Lords command I take one soul from earth today".

The poor, the sick, the aged, the weak; he slowly passed them by,
"A little longer I will wait so soon they too must die".
Until at last he found a face most sweet and passing fair,
With sunshine laughing in her eyes, and shining on her hair.

Her soul knew not a vicious crime, nor aught of craven fears,
Nor had she drunk from sorrows cup, nor wasted fruitful tears.
Her mind so full of tender hopes, her eyes with love a-shine,
And not a care upon her face, had left a fretful line.

"I will not leave thee child" said Death, "until the sordid years
have shown thy heart life's bitterness, and taught thine eyes it's tears".
So, stooping low, he passed a kiss upon her forehead white,
And smiling sweetly in his arms, she passed from human sight.

And people spoke of cruel Death, and wept in sad despair,
Because the angel of the Lord had left his footprint there.
Old age and sorrow, sickness, tears, she left them all behind;
But we who wept beside her grave knew not that Death was kind. 

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In memory of Daniel Robert Lawlor
born 10th April 2001, died 27th July 2001
aged 15 weeks and 3 days 



My Little Angel by Judith Lawlor 09/05/2002

My little angel lives in the heavens above
My little angel is just pure and simple love
My little angel lies in my heart and soul
My little Daniel is my one and only goal.

He's a shining light that burns so bright
He's an inspiration, a pure delight
To a world that so far has never understood
Or ever given a reason to why it should.

And when the pain inside seems too much to bear
Don't run and hide and don't despair
Because Daniel will always be there
My little boy will always care.

He's a flower in my desert
He's the calm after the storm
He's the pearl beneath my ocean
He's the rose behind the thorn.

He's the spark that starts my fire
He's the lock without the key
He's my angel blessed in heaven
And he'll pray for you and me.

My little angel let the songs be sung
My little angel only love can overcome
All this pain and grief and sorrow
To help us believe in tomorrow
Because you are my one and only true
Dear little angel, Daniel I love you. 

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Jessica Jane Frost
14-05-1991 to 02-07-1991

Little Baby up in Heaven,
Our weeks together only seven,
But with us, you'll always be
In our hearts eternally.


We miss you Jess , we always will.
With love
Mummy, Daddy, Luke and little sister Laura.
xxxxxx 

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Zackery David Canerdy
born March 17 2002
died April 21 2002 

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In memory of Anton Gourlay
who made us happy that lovely summer
born to a shower of cherry blossom
on 22 March 1993, died 28 August 1993 

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Mistaken Identity

The relief of identity mistaken
Washes all over me
The relief of realisation
This lifeless form cannot be
The one I loved that summer long
Whose smiles made me persist
The form so soft whose lovely warmth
My arms could not resist

O sweet relief this stolen soul
That still before me lies
Is not the wakeful infant
Who hushed to my lullabies
I know the face before me
As well as I know the day
But the life that thrived within
Has somehow gone astray

O sweet relief to find that here
Lies not my beloved one
But a cold, abandoned mirror shell
Cast aside by my wilful son
And when they take these sad remains
Away to do what they might
They won’t be taking my baby
Whose soul has taken flight.

By Candy Gourlay 

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In a baby castle just beyond my eyes,
my babies play with angle toys that money cannot buy.
Who am I to wish them back, into this world of strife?
No, play on my babies you have eternal life.

At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes my eyes,
I hear their tiny footsteps come running to my side,
Their little hands caress me so tenderly and sweet,
I breath a prayer and close my eyes and embrace them in my sleep.

Now I have a treasure that I rate above all other.....
I have known true glory.......I am still their mother.

Author unknown 

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baby Thomas Miller
07-02-02/ 21-02-02 aged 2 weeks

A tiny flower lent not given
To bud on earth and bloom in heaven

xxx

lots of love Mummy 

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In memory of Edward Thomas Langridge
Born 16/01/1999 passed 26/03/1999

In a baby castle
Just beyond my eye,
My baby plays with angel toys
That money cannot buy.

Who am I to wish him back
Into this world of strife,
No, play on my baby,
You have eternal life.

At night when all is silent
And sleep forsakes my eyes,
I'll hear his tiny footsteps
Come running to my side.

His little hands caress me
So tenderly and sweet,
I'll breath a prayer and close my eyes
And embrace him in my sleep.

Now I have a treasure
That I rate above all other,
I have known true glory -
I am still his mother.

Author unknown 

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Owen James Thorpe
born 22/2/2
passed away 14/4/2 in his sleep
badly missed by Mum and Dad, Dave and Marie
and sisters Natalie and Felicity 

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Leigh-Ann Davies born 2/1/00
and fell asleep 19/4/00 aged 15 weeks....

you're in our hearts always xx 

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For my darling little godson Sean who is playing with the
angels in Heaven. He was too good for this life and so God took him to his reward after just 7 weeks with us. I'll always remember him - but now he's watching me. Sean you are a part of my heart and I'll never forget you.

At your funeral I sang for you just like I did when
you were here. Whenever I hear these words
I'll know you are with me.

In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold existence
And the endlessness that you fear
You were pulled from us, baby
From your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
And you'll find some comfort here. 

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Kacey Faith Saunders is my baby's name,
she left me between 6 and 9am on Sunday 16 December 2001. She was such a beautiful baby. I remember being in total shock that day. I screamed and cried but I remember feeling numb. I don't see a life without Kacey but I've got through 3 months, I know I'll be ok.

Kacey, it's mummy. I promise I will love you forever,
and I will miss you always. Thank you for 7 1/2 weeks
of pure joy. Watch over me & keep me strong.
You are my strength.
Kiss Kiss, love always Mummy xxxx 

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Lisa Marie Lesley Ann Gee

A little angel, only lent
xxx

Lisa was born 30th Jan 1988
she left us on the 30th April 1988,
we love her and miss her still,
the morning that she died was the worse day of our lives.

God gave us Lisa for a while to fill us with his love
And then he took her home again to dwell with him above,
Treasure her lord in your garden of rest
Believe us Lisa we did our best
xxxx

Love Mummy, Daddy, Averil, John and your new sister Lauren
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In Memory Of Amber Liesje Peake.

So short time so many memories.

We will miss you,
love The Rowe Family 

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Angels Innocence

A little angel sleeps here now,
Once alive with laughter and happiness
Now rests in a place
We know her soul will go on.

Gentle eyes as they looked upon
Her parents face – now remembered
Forever in their hearts and
Lives on in the memory of their minds.

Although sadness overcome them at their loss
They will find strength incomprehensible
In their hearts as they know
There is an angel of pure innocence
Now watching over them.

Gone so soon but in the moments of her life
She has led the fulfilling experience of love,
Life and gratitude that so many old souls soon forget.

So, take this loss and make it worth right
And learn the Lesson of everlasting Innocence
An angel bought to your hearts. 

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In memory of Amber Liesje Peake
December 2001-March 2002
By Karena 14/03/2002 

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Jessica Lynn Cawley
Age 11 weeks, 3 days
Born 18 November 1990
Died 6 February 1991

Our memory of you is as beautiful as the flowers
As strong as the scent of a red, red rose
As bright as a thousand bouquets.

Miss you darling!

Love Mummy, Daddy, Andrew, Brandon and Nicole 

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8th March 2002 is the anniversary of the death of
Alex in the U.S.A. Please pray for his Daddy, Stephen,
who still grieves.
With love from Lindsay in South Wales, UK. 

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My gorgeous son Connor Aiden Feasey-Edwards
born 21st July 1996
and passed away on 3rd November 1996
I love and miss you with all my heart Connor. Words are not enough to tell you how I feel about you. You mean everything to me and you still do. There isn't a day that goes past that I don't think of you.

Stuart (Connor's Dad) found him not breathing on that fateful night in November. He tried so hard for Connor, he tried to protect me from seeing it.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you Stuart.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
by anon

Your Daddy read this poem out for you, when we had to say goodbye. He was so proud that he managed to do it. I'm so glad he did. Your memory is with us always. You will be forever in our hearts and minds.

We send you all our love, until we meet again.
Love, hugs and lots of sloppy kisses

from your Mummy, Daddy, Big Sister Amber
and your Little Sister you haven't met Lauren
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 

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My son Ryan Steven Cain died on 6th November 1995
aged 18 months, of a cot death.
After he died the most recent photo we could find of him was one taken on his brother's birthday (September 1995). He had just eaten a chocolate biscuit with most of it on his face. After seeing the photo a friend of mine wrote this poem 



Ryan's appearance was a big surprise,
With his cheeky smile and angel eyes.
He filled our hearts with love and joy,
Such a lovely bubbly little boy.

He's loved by all in every place,
A proper lad with a chocolate covered face.
Now he's an angel with halo and wings,
I think of you Ryan when the dawn bird sings.

You have a smile none can resist,
A beautiful child so sadly missed.

God bless you and keep you safe
Sleep Tight Little Man 

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I haven't lost a baby but my mother did, my brother
Jeremy Jospeh Stegman born/died December 26th 1994.
I would like to honour him, he is the only sibling that I have at this point. I was 7 at the time, I am 14 now.

Lindsey Renee Stegman 

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My baby son Josef Jordan 25/02/1998 - 22/12/1998

Mummy's little angel, missed very much by mummy, sisters Takita aged 9, Tiffany 8, brother Jerome 5, and the rest of my family.

We miss your cheeky smile, I have told your sisters & brother you are shining down on us all as a star in the sky. This seems to bring us all comfort, if we are feeling down we look up into the night sky and look for the brightest star.

Thinking of you always, love mummy. 

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My name is Julie, 12 years ago I woke to find my darling son Liam had left us, although the years have passed nothing will ever change the way we love you. You will be in our hearts and thoughts forever. Liam was only 4 weeks old when he died but the love he brought
to us and his sister was so immense, he is always with us as we carry on with our daily routine.

The 5th of February will always be a sad day but now all we think of are the good memories and not the bad.

With all our love Liam we will never forget you or stop loving you, mummy, daddy and you big sister Amy xxxxx 

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Matthew,
Our beautiful gorgeous baby boy, you brought us so much joy, although you are not here with us here on earth we hope you can see and hear us from up above, we miss you more and more everyday, you are in our thoughts, our hearts and dreams every second, every hour, every day, the tears flow more and more and we only wish you were here with us, we look up to the stars at night and kiss you every single night, so sweet dreams and have a lovely life
with your new friends and watch out for us and help our hearts to mend but for now sweet dreams and goodnight beautiful, we love you for eternity Matthew.

All our love, cuddles and kisses Mummy and Daddy

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In memory of our beautiful son Matthew John Stedeford
born on Sunday 5th August 2001 and fell asleep on Sunday 18th November 2001 aged 15 weeks from cot death, he was our first born and so so very special.

Those we love don't go away,
they walk beside us every day,
a little flower lent not given
to bud on earth and bloom in heaven.

We miss you so much Matthew and can't believe you are gone, we love you so so much beautiful.
All our love Mummy, Daddy and your grandparents, godparents, family and all your friends you made.
Night Night xxxx 

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My son Joshua Paul Russell,
born 31st January 2002 passed away 6th February 2002, was another victim of SIDS. Born a very healthy 8lb 9oz's at 10.23am he was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. Sadly his short life came to an end as he stopped breathing at 5.40am on the 1st February. The nurses revived him but he had to be put on a ventilator to breathe. Unfortunately he never woke up and had no brain activity. Being my first child I never expected this
to happen but I believe that God has taken Josh to the best place he could ever be and he is waiting for me. I miss him dearly but am comforted by the thoughts that I have of him. I thought cot deaths only happened to older babies not a new born, but I suppose it can happen at anytime.

Even though your time here was short
Our love for you is everlasting...
Goodnight our precious angel

Love Mummy and Daddy 

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Aleigha Tracey Willerton
Born February 9th 1996
Died September 22nd 1996 



Our little angel, who was taken away from us so suddenly,
is so deeply missed by your Mommy & Daddy, sister Samantha and brothers Brandon & Dawson.

We love you dearly Aleigha and would give anything
just to give you a big hug and kiss. 

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I would like to pay a tribute to my litle sister Rachael Joy Barker who was 3 months old when she died.
She was a twin with my brother Stuart
who will be 18 in September 2002.
Rachael we all love you and there is not a day goes by without us thinking of you. All my love forever
Aynsley

XXXXXXX 

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Roisin Nicole Hughes was my baby's name. My daughter died on me due to a cot death when she was 13 months, but I revived her. Then when she was 15 months and 3 days she went to sleep and never woke up. The hospital told us it was a cot death, then they put on her death
certificate it was pneumonia. It took me a long time to get straight answers and I am currently still trying until I get the proper answers. She is loved always. I was 19 when she died and I am now 22 and no child will ever replace her. Love mammy xx 

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Anthony Jewell. Born 7th Dec 1987, died 7th May 1988.
He was our Angel, we loved him with all of our hearts,
and still miss him so very much.
We love you angel. Big hugs and kisses to you from us,
sweet dreams Darling.
Love Mummy, Jade, Matthew and Amber
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Find the softest pillow lord
To lay his head upon.
Place a kiss upon his lips
And tell him who its from.
Tell him that we miss him
Tell him that we care,
Tell him that we love him
And he's always there. 

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Alex died on 8.2.2000 he was 13 weeks old. He was our first grandchild, we miss him so much. He has a baby brother now, Louis aged 16 weeks. Alex you still have and always will have the most special place in our hearts.
We will love you always
Grandma and Granny xxxxxxxxxxxx 

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I miss my baby a great deal. I lost him to Edwards (syndrome). I was 5 months pregnant. I can't stop thinking about him. I name him Troy. 

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My brother Steven Cope died in 1990 on the 7th January. 

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