| Location | Luton, Bedfordshire |
| Age | 0 |
| Date of Birth | 9/2005 |
| Date of Death | 9/2005 |
| Visitors | 1,571 since 14/02/2007 |
| Creator |
Maya Lutterodt was 'born too soon' on Sept 24th, 2005.
Maya was only 23 weeks in the womb, just 17 weeks to go until she was ready to come into the world.
Mayas heartbeat stopped on a routine antenatal scan on Sept 21st 2005 and was born ASLEEP on Sept 24th 2005 at 01.27am.
Maya left behind her beloved mother Tina, big sister Bex and little brother Christopher James, now 7 months old.
REST IN PEACE MY SWEET SWEET ANGEL XXXXXX
Thinking of you today on Mothers Day.XXX
God bless the grieving mother...
In January as the snow flakes fall...
And as a new year dawns...
For her memories will comfort her...
Through winter, spring, summer, and fall.
God bless the grieving mother...
In February during the month of love...
She sends her hugs..on the wings of a dove...
And her kisses are blown to the moon above.
God bless the grieving mother...
In March and on St Patricks Day...
A beautiful rainbow...a symbol of hope...
Which colours her world..in a magical way.
God bless the grieving mother...
On Easter In April as she stops to pray...
Thanking God for the gift of everlasting life...
Knowing she will be reunited someday.
God bless the grieving mother...
On Mothers Day and thru the month of May...
Whose memories are like threads of gold...
For they will never tarnish....or go away.
God bless the Grieving mother...
In June as her tears fall like the rain...
Please comfort her...and give her strength
and peaceful days to help ease the pain.
God bless the grieving mother...
In July as the fireworks light up the sky afar...
Just like her memories light up her heart...
And she wishes upon an evening star.
God bless the grieving mother...
In August...as the sun shines through...
Who's life moves on...thru ups and downs..
Whose heart is so tender and true.
God bless the grieving mother...
In September as the leaves turn and fall...
Her childs life forever etched in her heart..
Her childs name entered on the memorial wall.
God bless the grieving mother...
In October...with the harvest colours all around....
Please guide her on her journey of grief...
and keep her safe and sound.
God bless the grieving mother...
In November...a time to give thanks and pray...
Who is so thankful for each precious memory..
But wishes with all her heart...just for one more day
God bless the grieving mother...
In December as Christmas nears...
Please bless her with the gift of peace...
And many great friends to help dry her tears.
God bless the grieving mother...
Each day throughout the year...
As seasons come and go...
And time unfolds...
Day by day...
Month by month...
Year by year...
and especially today...on this Mother's day.
Sweet dreams
I am so sorry to hear about Maya, my thoughts are with you and your family.
Sweet dreams precious Maya!!!
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so sad whn things like this happen the young child is in a nice places now. deepest sympathy with family and friends.
xxx
Angel Babies
Angel Babies.
Over the rainbow, way up high,
past fluffy white clouds the angel babies fly.
With the sun's golden rays shining bright overhead,
tumble and bumble they bounce out of bed.
Good morning, sun! The day has begun!
With delicate wings and sweet little faces,
they dance and they play and they race flying races.
Then, swooping and looping down through a cloud,
or sliding and riding and singing out loud,
wiggle and giggle some fast and some slow,
the angel babies fly to the earth down below.
Not everyone knows this, but truly it's true --
little angel babies have big jobs to do!
In gardens and meadows, they coax forth the flowers
with sunlight and love and gentle rain showers.
In fields and forests they spread soft white wings,
sharing kindness and joy with all living things.
Small animal babies in quiet green places
rejoice in warm smiles from sweet angel faces.
In backyards and baskets, on fireside rugs,
small creatures are cuddles in soft angel hugs.
Soon evening is bright with red-orange light,
and day slowly fades to make way for the night.
As good little children curl up in their beds,
the angels bring sweet dreams to young sleepyheads.
Then the sound of a horn only angels can hear
calls out to them all -- here and there, far and near.
It beckons them back from wherever they roam:
Work is done for the day! Now it's time to go home.
Blinking and winking, bright stars in the sky
twinkle and shine as the angels fly by -- so softly singing a sweet lullaby.
Yawning and stretching, they climb in their beds.
Cloud blankets warm bodies, cloud pillows rest heads.
Snuggled in tight with the moon shining bright
sleep tight, sweet dreams, good night. Good night, angel babies.
Good Night.
so sorry x
so sorry to hear what happened to baby maya,my heart goes out to you all,rest in peace baby girl safely in gods arms xxxxxxxx
So so sorry to hear what happened to little maya it must have been terrible to go through losing a child so soon. Maya may you bloom in heaven and fly with the angels night night darling luv sam xxx
God makes little children
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.
He gives each to an angel
And says take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town.
Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place.
He gives the angel with it
A big soul full of grace.
God does so love those children
It's all that He can do
To let the Angel take them
But he loves the mother's too.
And so he says I'll lend you
This little one of mine
The angel folds it's love
About the special gift divine.
The angel watches over
The child both day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light
God makes so many children
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially
We don't know why or when
He whispers to its Angel
Bring the child back to me
The angel sees a lovely sight
That someday we may see
It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering him tiny children
Whose souls are shining bright
God does so love those children
Whos souls are never dim
And how he loves those parents
Who give them back to him.
~ Author unknown
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