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Sarah
J.
August
30, 1994-October 26, 2002
The following poems
were written in honor of Sarah.
Precious angels
rest in peace
you'll live on in our heart
precious angels free from pain
our sad loss and heavens gain
two precious angels
broke many hearts
on two October days
when it was time to part
copyright 2002
Agnes Marshall
This poem was
written for both Sarah J. and Sarah W. who died just
over 24 hours apart.
Heaven's Newest Angel
God sent his tiny Angel
Eight years ago to Earth one day....
This tiny Angel, her wings were torn and crumpled...
"Fly?...Not
her!" they'd say....
But, God had a special plan for his dear one
To bestow his love and lessons
To his children here on Earth...
He said it wouldn't be easy....
But sent her on her way....
And "Sarah" began her journey,
Touching lives along the way....
Lessons in
Compassion
And the most Sacred Power of His Love
Remain with us today....
For although this tiny Angel was ours for only a short while,
She leaves His love and mercy in the memory of her smile....
Her work here was done,
Her time on Earth had passed.....
Her name was written in the Master's Golden Book.
God had given his command
Sending legions of his Angels to tenderly bring her home
The Angels came quietly,
Whispering messages yet unknown...
They touched her brow, held tight her hand....
Blew Angel dust upon her, and watched in joyful wonderment
As wings once torn and crumpled
Unfurled in iridescent splendor,
And took up flight for Home
For, although to us it seems,
She's Heaven's "Newest" Angel
God alone, knew the secret-
"Sarah" always was.
May the memory of our dear one
Warm your Heart,
Touch your Soul
And let your Spirit soar free
With much love,
Nancy Uhron
Simple Blessings Farm
In Memoriam, "Pony Girl" Sarah Jacobs
Sarah received her
pony from Personal Ponies just one week before she died.
My Family
I loved you all
In my own kind of way.
And I'll never forget
Those nights,
By my bed you would stay.
But, I am
still with you
Wherever you go
You have my love always
I want you to know.
Now I am
in God's hands
The best place to be.
The promise he'd given
Was bestowed upon me.
Little Miss Sarah
This poem
was written by a nurse of Sarah's
 
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