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| In Loving Memory of our Daughter Jessika Denise Christopher |
| December 26, 1991 May 26, 1999 |
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| Poems for Jessika |
| On Angel's Wings |
| If I could send a letter on angel's wings To heaven above where angels sing I would let you know how much you're missed And I would send my love with a kiss What a hole in my life was made When I heard you had gone away Let me tell you from the depth of my heart How sad and hurt I felt when you did depart At first I felt I would never smile For you had left this world for awhile Oh how slowly the time did pass And one day I did again smile at last Initially I felt so guilty for having fun For simply enjoying the warmth of the sun But the darkness of night gives way to dawn Courage I find knowing you want me to go on Gradually with passing time I find The will to live and peace of mind Sweet memories of loving times we've shared Would my letter sent on angel's wings bear Letting you know that I must and I will go on Even though a precious part of my life is gone Comfort I find knowing you'll always be a part Of my life for your love lives on in my heart. --Steve Daily |
| The Broken Chain |
| We little knew that day, that God was going to call your name In life we loved you dearly In death we do the same It broke our hearts to lose you You did not go alone For part of us went with you The day God called you home You left us peaceful memories Your love is still our guide And though we cannot see you You are always at our side Our family chain is broken And nothing seems the same But as God calls us one by one The chain will link again author unknown |
| If tears could build a stairway and memories were a lane I would walk right up to heaven to bring you home again No farewell words were spoken No time to say goodbye You were gone before I knew it And only God knows why My heart still aches in sadness and secret tears still flow What it meant to lose you No one will ever know |
| The Girl Who Lived at our House |
| Was she just imagination The girl I held so dear The one who lived at our house I remember her so clear I remember how she use to come When she was scared or hurt I use to wash her face and hands When she made mud pies in the dirt I use to rock her in a chair Until she was fast asleep And when her eyes would finally close Past her bed I'd creep She only stayed a little while She wont come anymore Although I'll always wish I'd see her Running through our door Her smile, her angel's face Not only was she mine awhile The girl who lived with me And then he took her back again for heavens eternity And there I know she thinks of me Although she seems so far She'll look and smile and throw a kiss From atop her heavenly star I'll see her again someday I know When toward heaven I to will depart But until I see her there with God I'll just keep her forever in my heart author unknown |
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