To my darling angel

By Angela Davis

I just read some of your pages and I couldn't resist. I had to send in a poem I wrote to my daughter, Cassandra Leige DeLong, December 5, 1987-December 30, 1987. I have shed many a tear over the past ten years, and all of them were shed alone. I am completely grateful that someone has organized a place to cry together. Please include my Email address so that anyone who needs to talk, there would be someone to listen.
Thank You, Angi Davis

To my darling angel;
this long winters night.
It's been 10yrs.;
since I've held you tight.

You were just a babe;
when last in my arms.
With innocent bliss;
you turned on your charms.

You begged to be held;
and pleaded to be kissed.
All those wonderful moments;
I'm afraid I still miss.

By Gods' grace;
you were carried above.
Where you are well cared for;
by his unending love.

I feel your love;
still deep in my heart.
Still wondering "why";
we had to part.

You had a divine purpose;
that he wanted you to fulfill.
I know now;
that this was Gods' will.

He gave you no choice;
but to go.
His reasons aren't;
for me to know.

Time has gone forward;
I have moved on with my life.
But not without;
lots of worry and strife.

Your brother was little;
My, how big he has grown.
Now you have three sister;
that you've never known.

Oh, the tears how they burn;
as they roll down my face.
If anyone found;
it would be a disgrace.

How could I still cry;
for a babe long passed.
They seem to think;
That the pain won't last.

Sure there are days;
that are better than others.
They're not much different;
from many mothers'.

Except for one fact;
that they can't see.
That never again;
will I lift you upon my knee.

Never again will I;
kiss you good-night.
As I tuck you in bed;
and turn out the light.

When others miss their child;
they can pull them near.
I am unable to do that;
to you my sweet dear.

One picture of you;
has to last me forever;
At least until I;
complete this endeavor.

A mission God gave me;
that fateful mourn.
You know the one;
the day you were born.

It was to love you forever;
then let you go.
Oh how I wished;
this just wasn't so.

I close my eyes;
and silently weep;
Still having trouble;
just getting to sleep.

A baby sister to watch;
and I stand guard.
Trusting that she'll waken;
in the mourn is hard.

I listen real close;
just to hear her breathe;
Looking at her hand;
tucked just under her sleeve.

I wish you could meet her;
just one night.
Oh how I wish this;
with all my might.

I now bid you good will;
in all that you do.
I take comfort in the fact;
Someday we'll be with you.

Your Loving Mother