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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loving daughter, Michelle Cain who was born in Wyoming on June 30, 1998 and passed away on January 07, 2002 at the age of 3. We will remember and miss her forever.
 Sandie, thank you so much for sponsoring this site!! It means so much to us. You are a true angel.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Five years have come and gone.
Five years have come and gone, since I held you near… Five years have come and gone, since your little voice, I did hear…
The years have passed by so quickly… The memories they did fade… As hard as I’ve tried to hold onto them… Only sadness is what I’m paid….
It’s true that life goes on… And with time my heart can heal … But still my life feels empty… And sadness I will always feel…
Your pictures hang upon the wall… Your things are still a shrine… Some days I wonder if you were here at all.. Or perhaps a wonderful dream of mine…
Five years have come and gone, Holidays without you here… Five years have come and gone, Five birthdays I hold so dear….
Balloons sent up to heaven… Candles never lit… Costumes never purchased… And on Santa’s lap you can not sit…
I wonder who you’d be today… What size clothes would you wear… Who would be your friends to play… What secrets would we share….
Life will still continue… Your memory still lives on… But my heart will continue to ache… Knowing you are gone…
Only three years I got to have you… Now five years I’ve been without you…
Brandy Cain – January 7th 2007

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Do You Want To Hold Her??? ~ Mikayla ~
"Do you want to hold her?" Keeps ringing in my ear... "Do you want to hold her?" Are words I thought I'd never fear...
"Do you want to hold her?" Are the first word's I heard them say... "Of course I want to hold her, I brought her in the world today"
Happily I smiled and held her close to me... Proudly I kissed her head and whispered "With me, you will always be."
"Do you want to hold her?" They asked again today... "Do you want to hold her, even though she passed away..."
But there I stood in the door, not sure of what to say... There I stood in the door, watching her as she lay...
Of course I want to hold her, she's my little girl. I'm the one that brought her, into this little world.
But my body wouldn't move, I just stood there in the door. Watching her little body, as my tears continued to pour.
Slowly I walked closer, and sat right by her side... "Yes I want to hold her." I mumbled as I cried.
Gently they placed her in my arms, as I covered her in kisses... Whispering very quietly, all my prayers and wishes...
What only seemed like a minute, was actually 4 or 5... There I sat holding her, wishing she were alive...
Finally they took her, with sadness in their eyes... Ignoring all my helpless pleas and my cries...
Now the words have new meaning, they will never be the same... Now I cannot hold her, and there is no one really to blame...
If only I knew then, what I know today... I would have held her closely all through the night and day...
NOW...
"Do you want to hold her?"
No one, will ever say...
Brandy Cain June 21st 2002 Copyright All Rights Reserved
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Three years gone...
The last three years i've missed you.... The last three years i've cried..... The last three years i've wondered.... How could you have died??? The last three years i've fallen.... Into a world of grief.... The last three years i've begged for god to bring me some relief.... THEN, when I think... I can't handle anymore..... I smile and think, of the three years I had before.....
The three years I got to hold you.... The three years I felt no fear.... The three years I watched you grow.... The three years I hold so dear.... Three years of hugs and kisses.... Three years of plans and wishes.... Three years of dresses and hair ties.... Three years of never saying goodbye.... Three years of baby dolls and singing.... Three years of playing with your pets... The three years that I had you... Are the three years I'll never forget.....
Brandy Cain
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