Jack Adrian Sean Daniels

Nite Angelxxx

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When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
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Then the trav'ler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
How could he see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
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In the dark blue sky you keep, and
Through my curtains often peep,
For you never shut your eyes,
Till the morning sun does rise.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
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As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the trav'ler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle on, please, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
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Belinda Williams (GTS Friend) November 10, 2008

LOVE AS ALWAYS ZIA XXX

A candlelight glows in memory,

Of the love we still hold.

A life that touched so many,

Treasured gifts as memories unfold.

Our eyes well up with tears,

As we try to be strong.

Yet throughout our remaining years,

For their love we will long.

If we could just remember,

The Lord reaches out His hand.

He'll walk with us forever-

Help our hearts to understand.

Trusting Him to take our sorrow,

Faith He will see us through.

Will guide us towards tomorrow,

Filled with His blessings too.

So honor your precious loved one,

With the candlelight a glow.

Knowing your healing has begun,

As your teardrops gently flow.

Zia S (Friend) November 10, 2008

♥ â™° ♥ â™° TO MY DEAR FRIEND ♥ â™° ♥ â™°

Pass this on to all your close friends

I recieved this lovely poem today
I would like to share it with you
Its just a way of saying Im grateful
For everything you do

If I could build a mountain
You could call your very own;
A place to find serenity,
A place to be alone.

If I could take your troubles
I would toss them in the sea,
But all these things I'm finding
are impossible for me.

I cannot build a mountain
Or catch a rainbow fair,
But let me be what I know best,
A friend who's always there.
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LOVE ZIA XX

Zia S (Friend) November 3, 2008

Baby Jack- a special gift we didnt get to unwrap.

Baby Jack, you were a special gift we didnt get to unwrap.
It was like 'here he is' but you cannot have him.
Just like your big brother Alfie tonight saw his pressies in the argos bag, he knew they were there but could not have them!
That's what it feels like with you Jack, YOU are THERE but we cannot have you!

Alfie gets to wait just about 9 weeks before he gets his pressies. We have to wait until we also pass over to see you again Jack.

The pain of not being able to have what you want is not just saved for toddlers!
WE as adults also know this!

I imagined your 1st Christmas, I thought you'd be almost 4 months old.
No pressies under the tree 4 u now sweetheart, your pressies will have to be by your grave.

But the love we all had for you will FOREVER be by our side.

Love Nanns. xxx

Jenny Sharp (Nana) October 18, 2008

From Special Aunty Ash

hello darling, its your aunty ash wish u was here right now so i could give u a big hug and kiss, u are missed so much by everyone. You broke so many hearts baby boi when you left this world, but everything happens for reason. your great nannny is watching over you in heaven along wih the angels we love ya loads and miss u tons we think bout u every day, u will never be forgotton bubs see you in heaven yea luv ya aunty ash xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Cathy Sharp (Mummy) October 17, 2008

In my thoughts today Jackxx

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In my thoughts Love Belindaxx

Belinda Williams (GTS Friend) October 15, 2008

Your story........from 12 week scan, from Nanna

I have so much to say, but dont know where to begin, I want to start from where you began,
These are my feelings, from your Nan.

I'll start from when your mummy had her 12 week scan, that really for me was when it all began. This was our 1st 'sight' of you, and then the unexpected news that you might have something wrong.
I remember then the fears I had, and feeling so protective towards your mummy Caths.
I cried in the corridor as I waited outside, Cathy having another scan with consultant as this was clearly serious, and were told baby might not survive.But your mummy wanted to give you every chance to 'be'.
So this was the start of our long journey, one which wont ever really end, but feel we have reached a point of 'closure' in our anguish about why you died.
The long journey although from 12 week scan to your birth was actually only almost 6 months, but has felt like so much longer.But I am taking that journey to today, so it's almost 8 months from 1st scan till now.
So many scans so many appointments, the closer we got to your due date, we thought we were 'home and dry'.
We all thought that you had proved all the medical professionals wrong!!
You HAD survived to 'term' and as we had been given the all clear from St.Thoma's hospital in London we had good reason to think this!

So when your mummy went into labour,we got the suitcase and I had prepared sandwiches and drinks ready prepared for the hrs ahead.
The drive to the hospital was for me a mixture of excitment,eager anticipation as we were going to see you and hold you at long last!
We all 3chatted about what your name would be in the car on the way!
Your daddy chose 'Jack' but mummy wasnt sure!
We had thought we would call you Harvey during the pregnancy!
I said let's wait to see what you looked like, as often a name we have in mind doesnt suit the baby if you know what I mean?Little did I know that none of that would matter really.
I parked the car and paid for a 24hr ticket, thinking that I would come back again in the morning to visit you and your mummy in the post natal ward.
Once in there we were shown to the same room ur mummy was taken to spend a few hrs about 3 wks earlier, just to check all was ok, and all appeared to be ok then.I remembered looking back and thinking arh next time we come here it will probably be the 'real thing'.
The midwife had trouble finding your heart beat, so called for a 2nd opinion.The 2nd midwife also couldnt detect it, so called for a doc.
I'll never 4get the doc's 3 words or expression on his face, in the time it took to say ''I'm very sorry'' was an unreal moment suspended in time like slow motion.My toes curled up in my shoes and I screamed ''NO!''.
Cathy was too numb to speak. I can safely say that was one of the most horrific sureal moments of my life.
I wont have room for all of this, and some things are not appropriate to write on here.Those close will know what I mean.
We held you,kissed you, took photo's of you.
Have had your funeral, and now finally your results.
You were a poorly baby who could only live in the safety and warmth of your mummy's body.
When your body tried to 'practise' living outside it couldnt cope. You tried SO hard.
What a brave little fighter you were.
I would like some of your determination please Jack to carry on. You are an inspiration to me, but most of all my sweet grandson baby. xxx

Jenny Sharp (Nana) October 9, 2008

Jack,

Mummy understands why you had to go! Although its not fair, it wouldnt have been fair u being here!
I will always miss u and never forget u, but me wishing u back now knowing what may have been wrong is selfish of me!

I love you so much babe, u will always be my son and a part of me is afraid of forgetting u but I dont think it could ever happen because the anticipation and excitement I had for ur arrival and meeting u, the pain I went through to give birth to u and to grieve - hard things to forget babe!(and u cant rush grief!)

I will look back and one day will be able to look back with a smile on my face remembering all the good times with u - I am getting to that stage a little bit now but nothing is certain! I m so grateful I had a little bit of time with u, my baby!
I love you so much, never will forget u!
Miss u baby boy! xx

Cathy Sharp (Mummy) October 8, 2008

To Cathy and Jenny, my heart goes out to you. I feel your pain and know that you wonder will it ever ease. It will sweethearts in time, but for now it is time to grieve still. I lost my Christopher almost thirty years ago, but he is still with me and I love him more than ever.
Your beautiful little Jack will be around you always, guiding you, loving you.
I wish I could send you some strength, something to ease your pain, but the pain is part of the process of healing.
Jack is truly gorgeous.
Take care both of you.
love Carole x

Carole Mummy Of Christopher Archer October 7, 2008

for all of us

I have not turned my back on you,
so there is no need to cry.
I'm watching you from heaven,
just beyond the morning sky.
I've seen you almost fall apart,
when you could barely stand.
I asked the Lord to comfort you,
and watched him take your hand.
He told me you are in more pain,
then I could ever be.
He wiped his eyes and swallowed hard,
then gave your hand to me.
Although you may not feel my touch,
or see me by your side.
I've whispered that I love you,
while I wiped each tear you cried.
So please try not to ache for me,
we'll meet again one day,
beyond the dark and stormy

Mary Sean Daniels (Nanny) October 7, 2008