I sent this to my sister... this week (with a ballon attached). She suffered a miscarriage - not as late as yourself or your friend. But, I belive this can help at any stage. Sometimes it helps to actually do something....an actual act of grief...it helped my sister and I wish I would have done this durning mine.
Ok, here goes. I found the poems on a web-site called...
http://www.thelaboroflove.com/prose/miscarriage4.html
so I modified to fit her and the ballon poem I found in a book called Dirt on my shirt by Jeff Foxworthy. It tied everything up well..
Jesus, is he with you
Jesus is he with you?
I wonder everyday
I sit and wonder why he’s gone
And why he could not stay
Every part of me is empty
I fell I can’t go on
But then I look to heaven
I hear this beautiful song
Mommy I am with him
He holds me in his arms
When ever I am with him
He keeps me safe and warm
He says you shouldn’t worry
I am safe and loved right here
With all the other baby angels
That passed within the years
When I hear this precious little voice
From the leavens above
I know that all the angels
Are showering him with love
For everyone that wants to hear
Their babies voice so innocent and sweet
Just close your eyes and begin to pray
And embrace them in your sleep.
My Angel Baby
To the baby that I carried
But never seen your eyes
Or tell you how much I loved you
Or ever to hear your cries.
You will never be forgotten
The excitement we had for your coming.
When I realized I’d never hold you,
The feeling I had was numbing.
My angel baby is who you are.
My angel baby you’ll always be.
Your loving memory will live in my heart
So you will always be right here with me.
Escape
How happy are balloons that finally get away?
Escaped from little hands
That tried to make them stay
Where do they go, I wonder?
With no map to guide them
To heaven I would guess
Where little angels ride them
This balloon is to send to your Baby Angel
Fill it will your
love
tears
unsaid words
hugs
and kisses
We will be doing the same in the honor of your
Baby Angel this evening. Even though we didn’t have the
chance to know your Baby Angel they will be missed,
and will forever be loved and remembered as part of our family.
Your grief and lose is no less
simply because your Angel was very small.
Your love is not small and neither is your pain.
Send your love to your Baby Angel via this balloon,
As all free balloons go to heaven for Baby Angels to ride.
I love you both very much, your big sister,