Baby Aaron Joseph Wright

1999 - 1999
LocationLiverpool
Age7 days
Cause of DeathBrain Haemorrage
Date of Birth22/03/1999
Date of Death29/03/1999
Visitors3,200 since 27/05/2008
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aaron joseph wright
29th march 1999
7 days
liverpool
lived with mummy and daddy
Died of a brain hemorrage in liverpool womens hospital


sorry i have,nt been lighting candles for a while im finding it really hard at the moment. thank you for ur continued support love always sarah & family



our precious baby boy aaron we love you so much, there is not a minute that we dont stop thinking of you,aaron was our first born & was born on monday 22/03/99 at 7;15 pm he was born 4 weeks earley & weighed 6lb 8oz he was so beautiful & i was proud he was mine, then they told me he had to go to special care i didnt know much then but after two days they took him to alder hey were they done a M.I.R SCAN the results were not good, aaron had a bleed on his brain, this is when my whole world fell apart so 5 days later we had to make the worst desion of our lives we turned his machine off oh my god it broke our hearts, to hold ur son dying & there was nothing we could do to save him, aaron died on monday 29/03/99 we miss you so much aaron our little sleepyhead, sleeptight our beautiful angel love always & forever mummy, daddy & your baby brothers reece,leighton,ellis & baby corey & nanas , grandads & aunties , uncles x x x x x x x x

Xxxx Thank's to everyone whom lights my beautiful aaron candle's it really comforts me knowing their is so many lovely people out there once again a BIG THANK YOU love sarah & mark & family xxxxxxxxxxxxxx



Since my child died,
I feel as if my life has ended.
As my heart is so broken
and can never be mended.

You can't make me better,
NO I'm not gonna heal.
You haven't been where i am
So you don't know how i feel.

I hope you never have to feel
The way that i do.
I wouldn't wish on anyone
What I'm going through.

Stop asking how I'm feeling
Cos you don't want to know.
If i told you the truth
You'd get up and go.

I say that I'm ok
Cos its what you want to hear.
That's not how I'm feeling
It isn't anywhere near.

It makes you uncomfortable
When i mention his name.
You'd be quite happy
To never hear it again.

You make me so angry,
You make me so mad.
NO I'm not being miserable,
I'm just feeling so sad.

MY CHILD HAS DIED
Will you get it through your head
I spend my time now
Wishing i too were dead.

I wish someone could help me
To take away my pain,
But only my Angel can do that
When I'm holding him again.

If you're reading this
And you do understand.
Then you've lost your child too,
To you I offer my hand.

My hand offers comfort
That you'll get from no other,
It can only be found
In another grieving mother.

Our children are special
We'll love them forever.
We'll help each other through
And we'll do it together.

Thier memory will live on
They will always be remembered
When we are all reunited
Our hearts will be mended.

aaron joseph wright
loved & remembered
always & forever
untill we reunite

Xxxx love xxxX

Aaron Joseph Wright

22/03/99 - 29/03/99


I have a little son who means the world to me,
He’s living with the Angels and is special as can be,
And even though he’s up there, playing in the clouds,
He’s still my precious son and I’m so very proud.

I know I can not hold him or bounce him on my knee,
But I only have to close my eyes and his little face I see,
I will never stop missing him and wishing he was here,
But sometimes I really feel that he is very near.

So play happily my little son, you will never be forgot,
I love you so and always will, though I miss you such a lot.

love always & forever
mummy, daddy
Reece, Leighton,
Ellis & Baby Corey
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Gifts

Tributes

A Basque Lullaby

Written By: Unknown
Copyright Unknown

Lullaby, twilight is spreading
Silver wings over the sky;
Fairy elves are softly treading,
Folding buds as they pass by.
Lullaby, whisper and sigh,
Lullaby, lullaby.

Lullaby, deep in the clover
Drone the bees softly to rest;
Close white lids your dear eyes over,
Mother's arms shall be your rest.
Lullaby, whisper and sigh,
Lullaby, lullaby.

Little Children

March 29, 2010

Happy Birthday Angel - by Ingrid Aspey

Aaron today on your Birthday we wish you love
And hope you are happy in heaven above
I hope you and your friends are having lots of fun
Bouncing on the clouds and playing happily in the sun

When it’s time for your tea there is plenty of cake
That all the kind Angels did lovingly bake
With eleven candles upon it to mark your Birthday
We wish you were here but you couldn’t stay

Your Family all miss and dearly love you
They are thinking of you and sending lots of love too
When your party is over and you’re tucked into bed
Dream sweet dreams of them as you lay down your head

Happy Birthday Lots of Love and Kisses to You XX


Copyright© Ingrid Aspey 2009

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β˜…HAPPY BIRTHDAY SMALL PRECIOUS ONE

Little Children

March 22, 2010

What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
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Little Children

November 21, 2009

Angel Day Celebration by Sam & Gordon Winson

This day will be a celebration
Of the short time you were here.
You will always be remembered
With great love and many tears.

But to only feel pain and sorrow
Would not be fair to you.
Your life meant so much more to us,
More than words could say.

You were here so briefly,
I wonder if you knew
All the ways you’ve touched
Our world and our hearts

And everyone who knew you
Since the day God called you home.
Now my child, you’re an angel
With your heavenly Father above,

We see not only what we’ve lost
But our capacity of love.
There will always be a big void
In our life and a hole in our

Hearts that will never heal.
Our souls will grieve forever.
Will we forget or stop loving you?
No! Not now…not ever.

As this day is upon us,
Oh, how our hearts still hurt.
But even as I mourn your death,
We will always celebrate your birth.
It was the happiest day of our lives.

SENT WITH LOVE. XxX

οΈ½β˜†οΈ½ οΈ½♥οΈ½ οΈ½β˜†οΈ½ οΈ½♥οΈ½ οΈ½β˜†οΈ½

Safely in the night,
You heard a gentle call,
You took the hand an Angel offered you,
And quietly left us all.

The night you left us,
Our hearts just broke in two,
The smallest part is still with us,
And the biggest part with you.

For the rest of our life's we will miss you,
Our secret tears still flow,
Oh how we really loved you,
No one will ever know. xXx

οΈ½β˜†οΈ½ οΈ½♥οΈ½ οΈ½β˜†οΈ½ οΈ½♥οΈ½ οΈ½β˜†οΈ½Love Jacks family.xxxx

Rosemary Cox

March 29, 2009

r.i.p little soldier

my love goes out to your family xxx

Hayley Bland

March 22, 2009

A Teddy For You ~xxxxx~

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Kelly - Angel's Mummy

November 23, 2008

An Angel kissed my tears away today
when I was sad.
I wasn't feeling quite myself
my day had been so bad.
I felt a warmth brush by me
that quickly dried my tears.
A gentle, kind, and loving touch
that seemed to hold me near.
Immediately, I felt so much better
and the day seemed brighter too.
I guess that's just the way you feel
when an Angel comforts you.






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Lorraine Frankie White'S Nanny (Friend)

November 17, 2008

To Sarah, thinking of you x

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November 9, 2008
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