Brandon Antonio Duenas

1994 - 1994
LocationOrlando
Age1 month, 12 days
Cause of DeathCot Death/Sudden Infant Death Syndrome
Date of Birth24/08/1994
Date of Death06/10/1994
Visitors1,055 since 10/04/2009
Creator

I only had you for a short time but i loved you very much.I remember your first smile and the first giggle.I remember the first poopy diaper you gave me and the waking up in the middle of the night to feed you.

Gifts

Tributes

You Gave You Took Away - by Sharon Wheeler

As I travel across this land
There is something missing today
It’s my Angel child
The one God took away

He gave me that beautiful child
Then he took them straight away
What was the point I asked
As I knelt down and prayed

I never got to see my child play
And grow like all the others
I thought Lord that was my job
A child, and me to be the Mother.

I never even got any warning
Nothing was ever said
I woke up that sunny morning
To find my sweet child dead.

You gave them life, you stole it
You broke my heart in two
Why? Why? Dear Lord
That’s all I ask from you?

Copyright© Sharon Wheeler

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Maxine Brown

August 9, 2010

If Only Our Children Were Easter Eggs




If only our children were Easter eggs,
Hidden safely in the grass,
We could search for them and pick them up,
And hold them within our clasp.



We'd have a heavenly Easter egg hunt,
All with baskets in our hands,
Searching with a broken heart.
Only WE can understand.



'Oh, look I found your child over here,'
'Hey, did anyone find mine?'
They are so beautifully colored,
And they sparkle and they shine...



These aren't your usual Easter eggs,
They each have their own special glow,
That comes from way down deep within,
Only a grieving parent would know.



We gather up our special eggs,
With excitement all around,
For the gift that we've been given,
For the treasure we have found.



We all now stare with wonderment,
At our children that have died.
We want to hold them once again,
And release them from inside.



But we all begin to realize,
We have to crack their beautiful shell,
The one that, makes them sparkle and glow,
The one they have earned so well.



We know we can't destroy their beauty,
And take them from their place,
So we give them an understanding kiss,
As a tear runs down our face.



One by one we take our baskets,
With our beautifully colored eggs,
And place them gently in the grass,
As we turn and walk away.



We look back in amazement,
As our eggs begin to sing.
We see them flutter and move about
'Look, our eggs all now have wings.'



Then the Golden egg begins to speak...
'Your children are safe with me.'
'You'll be with them when the time is right'
Together for all eternity.'



We stand there in a circle of love,
As we look up to the sky,
Watching our radiant eggs take flight,
Knowing our children didn't die.

Love Always Elaine xXx

So Sorry for your loss

Elaine Kurklu

April 10, 2009

My Mom doesn't know I'm watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
at the mention of my name.

She says it sounds like music to her ears
and be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face,
when my name is said aloud.

I watch her stumble through each day
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
as she talks of me with her friends.

But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on her face.
Will my Mom ever be the same?

I know that her smile can light up a sky,
But I don't see that smile today.
Oh, but I hear each tear fall on her face,
her blue skies have turned to grey.

Oh I send to her my warmest hug
with the rays of the morning sun.
Then I won't hear a tear fall on her face,
for I shall erase them one by one.

Yes, my Mom doesn't know I'm watching her,
but I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face
I'll just softly whisper her name

Mary Gloster

April 10, 2009

mommy daddy please don't cry
for I am not gone im flying high
im that brand new twinkle in the sky
I know one day I'll see you again
and until then
hold your heads up high
and just remember imp standing by
for imp the light of the moon
and the sunlight in the sky
so please be strong and it won't be long
till we're together again
love your little man
xx

β˜†GOD BLESS.β˜†
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Jennie Sim

April 10, 2009
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