A million times we've needed you,

A million times we've cried.

If love alone could have saved you,

You never would have died.

If all the world was ours to give,

We would give it, yes, and more,

To see you coming up the steps,

And walking through the door.

To hear your voice and see your smile,

To sit and talk a while,

To be with you that same old way,

Would be our fondest day.

A heart of gold stopped beating,

Two smiling eyes closed to rest,

God broke our hearts to prove to us,

He only takes the best. - unk

After the death of a child...
Please, don't ask me if I'm over it yet.
I'll never be over it.
Please, don't tell me he's in a better place.
He isn't here with me.
Please, don't say "at least he isn't suffering."
I have yet to come to terms with why he had to suffer at all.
Please, don't tell me you know how I feel-
unless you've lost a child yourself.
Please, don't ask me if I feel better.
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up.
Please, don't tell me "at least you had him so many years."
What year would you choose for your child to die?
Please, don't tell me that "God never gives us more than we can bear."
Please, just say you are sorry.
Please, just say you remember my child.
Please, just let me talk about my child.
Please, mention my child's name.
Please, just let me cry.  -unknown