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Matthew Ryan Taylor

It all started on September 6, 1998. I was in North Carolina visiting my sister. At 4:00 in the morning my water broke and I was brought to the hospital. I was told that hopefully the baby will stay inside for as long as possible. I was scared and cried everyday. My husband drove back and forth on the weekends with my 3 year old son. Finally I decided I had to go home.

I was flown home on September 16, 1998 to Monmouth Medical Center. I was there for two days when I went into labor and infection set in. My son was taken by C-section at 3:49 am on September 18, 1998. He was 1lb 7oz., 12 inches long. The doctors told me his lungs were not developed enough and he may not live longer than a couple of hours. The next morning he was doing better, he was checked for bleeding in his head and had none. He was given medication to close a valve in his heart but it did not work, he needed surgery to close the valve.

Matthew went through his infections and bad times, he finally made it to 2 lbs. One day I received a phone call from his doctor saying he was very sick and needed surgery. He had a perferated bowel. He made it through the surgery, but what was left of his bowel continued to deteriorate and his heart could not pump enough blood for him to get enough oxygen.

My husband and I had to make the hardest decision of our lives. We had to take the ventilator off of our little son and let him rest.

Matthew died on October 30, 1998.

Our precious angel will always be in our hearts. There isn't a day that goes by that we don't think of you. Matthew, mommy, daddy and your big brother Timmy love you.

Our Angel Boy

Baby Boy so very small
You barely lived, then left us all.
And at your leaving, Oh! the pain,
To never hold you close again.

But in our hearts, you'll always be,
Our precious son as now we see
The angels sing you lullabys
And Jesus wipes our tear filled eyes.

You had so much pain while here,
But now you're free of every fear.
We'll miss the baby we loved so
And, Oh! how hard to let you go.

You now fly free on angels wings
This thought alone our comfort brings.
You'll always be a thought away,
Our hearts will sorrow every day.

So Angel baby with halo bright.
When we kneel down to pray each night,
Our prayers will be in thanks and glad
For the little time with you we had.

So baby son, so small and sweet,
Rest you now in blessed sleep...
No pain, no suffering will there be
For God has set our baby free.

This poem was written for this site
Copyright Clara Scarberry May 15,1999

This RingSurf Touched by Angels Net Ring
owned by My Son Matthew.

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