Mason Collins

you would been 6 last month and i want you to know i miss and think of you every day baby boy

cross my mind today baby boy i miss you so much ... love always mom

These are my footprints

These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. 
These tiny footprints, never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint, for now I have my wings. 
These tiny footprints were meant for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angels tears, of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you, if you give me just a chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found in mummy's heart,
'cause even though I'm gone now, we'll never truly part."

A butterfly lights beside us

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam, and for a
brief moment its glory and beauty belong to our world:
but then it flies again. And though we wish it could
have stayed, we feel so lucky to have seen it.

Author Unknown.

in loving memory of Mason Gabriel Collins 

Too Pure To Stay
At the loss of a dear sweet child
words cannot explain,
how much the heart is broken,
or how awful is the pain.

“Why doest Thou take little ones?”
I asked as I knelt to pray.
I felt His spirit telling me;
“They are too pure to stay.”

I had the warmest feeling
That my child is happy and waits,
until we are together again
past Heaven’s golden gates.

Time will reunite us.
In not too many years.
In heavens place, we’ll embrace
and joy will replace tears.
by Ron Tranmer ©

I miss you son more than words can express happy birthday in sky Mason Gabriel Collins 11/18/2013