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Savannah Phoenix 
Welcome to Savannah's web page. It has been created to give regular updates on our journey. Diagnosed with the most dreaded of all pediatric cancers, typical diffused pontine glioma. The is NO cure. All treatment is palliative.
We were given TIME. 18 month survivor.
Everyday was a gift. Savannah Phoenix earned her angel wings on April 30, 2004
Do Not Weep My Child
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>God wrapped her in his loving arms
>caressing away the pain.
>Washing away the tears and sorrow
>making her whole once again.
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>He gave her the most beautiful wings
>an angel could ever own.
>He took her to this heavenly place
>this place she could call her home.
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>He wrote her name upon the clouds
>as she entered this paradise.
>All her sadness had disappeared
>the grief had vanished from her eyes.
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>Smiles and laughter became her
>for the troubles had come to pass.
>And the fear went away
>for she was home at last.
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>But then her heart felt heavy
>those she loved she did not see.
>Her beautiful face had formed a frown,
>her happy feelings began to flee.
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>She bent down, she began to weep
>for the ones she left alone.
>Her mom, her sister and all she loved
>to face this world on their own.
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>God softly whispered "Please do not weep"
>I brought you here to rest.
>Your life was full of pain and sorrow
>and my child you passed life's test.
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>Your pain at times unbearable
>you laid in such despair.
>So I wrapped you in my arms
>just to bring you here.
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>Your life you lived the fullest
>even though your days were few.
>I watched you cry and suffer
>so my child I came for you.
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>Your family they do miss you
>but in their hearts they smile.
>Because your free from all the pain
>and they will see you in a while.
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>So, my child, please don't weep
>for your loved ones are always near.
>Smile and laugh, your sorrows are gone
>and soon your family will join you here.
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>OhSaige
Take my hand my angel
And we shall dance
Together we soar to the heavens
The wind plays a somber music
As we dance among the stars
Your red hair flowing
Like strands of red silk
Spun across the heavens
We laugh as one
Cherishing the moment
Momentarily my pain subsides
As your spirit warms my heart
Angels' smiles give me comfort
Your laughter gives me hope
I wish to dance the night away
I want to dance forever
The pain with surely return
And we shall dance once again
Saige
"Rise Above This"
Take the light, undarken everything around me
Call the clowns and listen closely, i'm lost without you
Call your name every day when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down but i'll rise above this, rise above this
Hate the mind, regrets are better left unspoken
For all we know, this void will grow and
Everything's in vain, distressing you though it leaves me open
Feels so right, but i'll end this all before it gets me
Call your name every day, when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but i'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day, when i seem so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but i'll rise above this, rise above this doubt
I'll mend myself before it gets me
(i'll mend myself before it gets me)
I'll mend myself before it gets me
(i'll mend myself before it gets me)
Call your name every day, when i feel so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but i'll rise above this, rise above this
Call your name every day, when i seem so helpless
I'm fallin' down, but i'll rise above this, rise above this
Forty eight ways to say that i'm feelin' helpless
Fallin' down, fallin down', but i'll rise above this, rise above this
SEETHER
Journal
Thursday, April 30, 2009 6:59 AM CDT Someone asked me, not to long ago, if it gets easier. I said both yes and no. All the emotions are still there. Just a bit more numb. I didn't want to be alone yesterday. It worked for a while, the distraction of someone elses issues. But after she left and I went to bed, the memories resumed. The play by play of Savannah's last night on earth. Watching the child struggling to breathe as she slowly drowned. The helplessness I felt. The exhaustion I felt. I terror I felt. The loss I felt. I can instantly feel the strength of each one of those. Each one of those emotions are consuming in themselves. And we had to experience them simultaneously.
Five years ago at this moment Jerry and I had returned home, ALONE. I saw the funeral home carting out my child's body when we were pulling out of the parking lot. We needed to sleep. The 30th was going to be a busy day. We had to be at the funeral home at like 10am or something. We unplugged the phones. We went to bed and just held each other. We were in shock.
Most people can't relate. This is good. I would not wish this on my worst enemy. But that means there are just a few that do. I just wanted to be held last night. Cassie was at her dad's. Fred evacuated when I told him five years ago I was on the phone to hospice, gathering items to take to the hospital. I put Savannah on my night stand. I needed her close. I did a rune spread. It told me everything I already knew.
I am okay. I seem to be living for others, not for myself. That I suppose is normal. Cassie is a busy teenager. I did get a getaway at the beginning of the week. I haven't laughed that hard in years. There is something so delightful about woman's days out. I am sure that is what the red hat society is all about. We just weren't in red and purple. I think I am too young for that. I could be a junior.
Life continues. Good and bad. Glorious times mixed with heartache. And that death is a part of life.
I saw Seether in concert about a week ago. I cried when he sang Broken. That was the first non-Evanescence song I put on this site. I think it is odd that another Seether song is on here right now. They were great. Nickelback was incredible again, too.
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Hospital Information: Patient Room: ---------- Waiting on the Other Side
Home address
104 Cambridge Ct.
Russellville, AR 72802
Links: http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=kxVAdtax-Rk dipg angel tribute
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