so sorry  / Claire Mummy To Keavey

I am so sorry for your loss of your little boy Reece. reading your story with tears. it sounded a little like my own story.
sending you all my love
claire
xxxxxxx

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Just to say thanks  / Leeann (mummy)
First off i want to start by saying a BIG thanks to ALL my amazing family and friends and also Chris for their great support through out this terrible nightmare that i'm living just now. I really dont know where i would be without them. Sometimes i feel like i'm the only one feeling the pain and become angry that people are getting on with their lives "how dare you laugh and enjoy yourself whilst my baby is dead".....but i know that people are trying to be strong for me and that everyone's hearts are breaking. Reece becoming an angel has affected so many people as you never think its going to happen to YOU or anyone in your family . (yes, this is selfish but we all think it). As everyone keeps saying "things happen for a reason" i still dont know what the reason is that my son was taken and maybe i will find out one day but he will always be my first child, the first grandson, the first nephew and will always be remembered until the day WE die. I just want to say thanks to everyone for their help and support. xxxx
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Somewhere over the rainbow little one...  / Lorna Stewart (aunt)

Do not stand on my grave and weep...
I am not there . I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the mornig's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in uplifted flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.

Do not stand at my graveside and cry...
I am not there. I did not die

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My Precious Child  / Leeann (mummy)
There's not a day that passes that i dont sit and cry, And look to heaven for a reason but still i dont know why.

Couldn't he have waited another year or two, Until you were a little older and i'd had more time with you.

Forgive me, God, i then say all these thought are wrong, there had to be a reason and i know i must be strong.

You're in the arms of jesus now and i know that you'll be fine, but i wish with all my heart that those arms could be mine. Close

sorry / Kerry Connelly (another angel mummy )
dear rooney family,
                                   Iam so so sorry for your loss of your precious son. He is a beautiful little man.To mum l understand your WHY questions to this day after losing our emily l still ask why,why me that answer l guess we will never know. May your little man fly high and play with all his angel friends in god's playground and give each other comfort   gentle hugs to you and your family
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a letter to mummy and daddy from reece  / Shirley Fitzpatrick (auntie)

Wherever you go and whatever you do
My spirit is here and it stays close to you
i know you can't see me
but know I am safe
As i play with the angels in beauty and grace

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Precious Reece x  / Mummytoelliecopley &. Her Twin

Reece

Hiya precious little baby.
Stay close to your special Mummy & Daddy and blow then lots of sweet kisses along with sending them lots of hugs to try and comforth them through this awful pain.
You snuggle up to our Ellie & her twin & keep safe & warm.

My heart is with your Mummy & Daddy 

Lots of love & hugs

Jo
xxxx

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angel wings  / Kev A. Passer By

Shhhhhhhhh....
Do you hear that?
Just the softest rustle...
A little breeze just barely moving
The leaves on the tree over there?
I believe ... it was the whisper of angel wings...
The sound more felt then heard...
Fragile things... angel wings...
I know that  fragility of angel wings,
and other things...
Whisper of angel wings,
Cast upon a breeze...
Through the crystal rainbows...
And search for the existence of
Hope and trust and the indefinable
Love that we feel in the
Whisper of angel wings...
Lets get carried away on the 
Whisper soft breeze of angel wings...
Long you'll live and high you'll fly,
And smiles you'll give...
Whisper of angel wings...

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for reece mommy and daddy  / Caroline Jones Angel Zak Auntie

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.

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god's masterpiece. from the writings of dora dinsmore.  / Lynne Rooney (nana)
From graceful lilies pure and white,
God fashioned lovely skin;
Forget-me-nots He chose for eyes,
Then formed your baby chin.

He took a tulip
bright and red--
'Twas one that did not fade;
A softer ,sweeter little mouth
Before was never made.

Another flower next He used--
A rosebud, pink and fair;
Touched it to your dimpled cheeks
And bade it blossom there.

Then with His magic fingers
Picked two morning glories white;
Curled and shaped your little ears,
Soon they were fastened tight.

That crowning bit of golden down
Will soon become your hair;
He gathered pollen from the flowers
And sprinkled it with care.

For dainty little fingers dear
And precious , tiny toes,
He used the slender daisy frills;
A snowdrop made your nose.

This world and all within it
He created here for man;
But baby was "God's Masterpiece"
Since time and life began!
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god's precious gift. adapted from a poem by velmar pewee hale johnson.  / Jim Rooney (granda)
Child of love, child so bright
child whose beauty outshines the light
Angels sing from up above,
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admiration / Shirley Fitzpatrick (auntie)
I want to offer of course my condolences but also my admiration to the way Chris and Leeanne have handled themselved.
I am priviledged to call them friends.
I am so proud of them .
Reece will be so proud to have parents like they are , his life was short but what a massive impact hes had on so many people
Heaven will be much brighter place with the wee man in it ........

Goodnight ma wee pal.

Shirley and Rachel xx
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My wee curly X  / Lisa Hamill
I think about you all the time Reece. Your mummy and I had a wee name for you before you were born, we used to call you wee Curly. You were so beautiful and perfect like an angel and that's why God wanted you with him. Rest in peace my wee beautiful Curly. Love you so much. Aunty Lisa XXXX Close

our angel  / Stephen Martin (uncle steve )
i she a tear every day to know that you have been took away i cant to hear your voice that one day we will rejoice xxxx

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little angel  / Pauline O'brien (aunty)
"sometimes miracles arrive
so tiny that we cannot feel
the weight of them –
and yet we are still changed,
and we are blessed none the less.
good night my little one, 
love and miss you always.
night night! 
aunty pauline x x
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always our wee grandson  / Granda Martin
i wont be able to take you to your first celtic match,i wont be able to take you out in your  pram,i wont see your first steps,but i will never forget holding you in my arms,my grandson reece,sleep tight my wee angelxxxx Close

my little golden star-i hope you will shine so far xxxxx  / Stephen Martin (uncle stev )
i shed a tear every day to no that you have been took away.i can not wait to hear your voive that one day we will rejoice.

R.I.P NEPHEW REECE you will never walk alone wee man xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Close

mummys wee angel  / Leeann Martin (mummy)
mummy loves you ma wee soldier.....you were too beautiful for this earth...goodnight little one xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Close