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Elizabeth Elouise Keene
God's Little Angel
God's Garden Must Be Beautiful
God looked around the garden, and found an empty space.
He looked down upon the earth, and saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you, and lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful, for he only takes the best.
He knew that you were weary, and he knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never be well on earth again.
He saw the roads were getting rough, and the hills were hard to climb,
So he closed your weary eyelids, and whispered peace be thine.
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone...
For part of us went with you the day God called you home.
November 27, 1994 - June 5, 2002
Journal
Sunday, August 31, 2008 7:49 AM CDT Am I still your Angel? Though I'm not there,
Do you think of me often? Do you still care?
I'm in my Father's arms now, never again to part
yet I cry for you, when I see your broken heart.
Your heart has been broken; I can see it from here
as you struggle along, and wipe every tear.
If only I had words I could send you today
I would tell you I'm at peace, and I'm really okay
Heaven is so beautiful with sparkles and white wings
and the angels are teaching me wonderful things
I will learn my lessons, and mature in this Heavenly land
while holding gently to my Father's guiding hand
Always know...I love you in a special way,
and I'm always with you each and every day.
I know that for a little while we must wait,
until we meet again at Heaven's Golden gate.
Live each day to the fullest, and don't grieve for me
I'm in heaven now, and Jesus is with me.
On day he promises to answer "WHY"
until then remember I love you...
Elizabeth,
You will always be Mommy's little angel. I think of you often--every second of every day and I will always care and love you. I still cry for you and my heart has been not only been broken, it has been shattered into a thousand pieces. The day you left is the day my world was torn upside down for it has never been the same since and never will be again.
I know you are with me--that is what keeps me going and I try to be so strong but you see my angel, Mommy isn't as strong as she let's everyone thinks she is. I struggle everyday knowing that I have to face yet another day, another holiday, another birthday with you here though you are in my heart and I have my memories of you but it isn't the same.
I long for the day that I can see and be with you again. I know that God had a reason and purpose for needing you with him and I know that someday I will know what it is and "WHY' he had to take you from me.
Your birthday is approaching in a few months and you would have been 14 years old and I try to picture what you would look like but in my mind all I can see is that beautiful little girl that you were the last time I saw you. I remember your sweet smile and your laughter and that no matter how bad you felt you alwasy had that smile and were so happy.
I love you baby girl and I always will and if no one else cares or loves you or even remembers you, Mommy will. I love you my sweet angel.
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