Billy Boy's Sympathy Cards

These cards came from Duckwater friends, Lund friends and family.

Duckwater Shoshone Tribe

Milton and Joan Gardner

Mom, Charlie and Dianna

Dan and Lillian Millett

Bishop and Dawn Whipple, Lund

Billy Boy Wardle

Billy Boy Born 12/9/85 12:15 a.m. 4 lbs 15 oz.

My Poetry: For Billy Boy

I wrote this poem after Billy Boy was stillborn.  He was actually Sheri's second pregnancy, the first ending in miscarriage.

For Billy Boy

The baby's gone,
But gone to where?
The baby's gone
He is not here.

And so I grope
As a bungling fool
There is no hope,
Night time is the rule.

We sleep too soundly
For we have no cares,
Our lives too roundly
For no one's there.

The cradle board is empty
Our genes no alive.
The baby doesn't see,
Cry, eat, slobber or thrive.

They say the baby rests
In the ground where laid,
But the words don't arrest;
My longings just don't fade.

And damn I say
Inside my heart,
Didn't I pay?
Then why this part?

Why must I play the role
Of a grieving father, almost?
Being a father was my goal
And for now it's turned to rust.

And so we say,
"We'll try again."
But how much must we pay?
Eleven months of pregnancy...
And so much pain.
There she sweat, labor intense
The pain, Oh God, the pain.
The baby's cry, a sweet incense
I can't hear, though I crave.

And still the tears,
Still the lump in my heart
That day full of anxiety and fears
In my life, just won't depart.

And still I grope
Like a bungling fool
Where is there hope?
It seems night time is the rule.

A picture of Billy Boy's Body
http://whilhelmsthoughts.blogspot.com/2013/02/billy-boy-wardle.html

A poem I found on Facebook: Angel Child

 This was posted by a distant  cousin on Facdbook, and I decided to post it as a tribute to Billy Boy Wardle, our baby who was stillborn.  four pounds seven ounces.  Dec. 9, 1984.

Kylee Wardle

poem written about my older brother :)
Angel Child
He stood in line real quiet, with a timid little smile, 

the line was moving forward preparing for earth's trial. 

"Oh no" said God, "you cannot go, "as he looked on him with love,

 "I need you little angel child to stay with me above."

 "But don't I need a chance on earth, just like all the others? To be in a family with sisters and with brothers?" 

"You see," said God, "you need not go, you have a perfect soul. 

There's not a single reason you must leave my heavenly fold." "Oh please, oh please, I have to go and be like every other, Just let me go a little while. Please let me have a brother." 

So thinking hard and waiting before he gave reply, 

The lord said almost sadly, "Alright, for you I'll try." 

The lord knew what a challenge this request would impart, For he had to find a family to love him from the start.

 For already being perfect, the angel could not stay.

This most important person wouldn't even last a day. 

His parents had to be the type, special like no other.

 And of course, he could not forget, a special older brother. 

So looking down, he found the little family he would need

 and started to prepare them for the path they had to lead. 

So with a sad and tender smile, god sent him down to earth he was needed home in heaven, so 'twas not a normal birth. 

but Angel Child was wanted, and cherished from the start 

and he left his tiny footprints on his parents soul and heart. Sometimes there is sorrow in the things God has to do, 

but he trys to send a rainbow to help us see it through. 

For the reason that the angel had to have an older brother 

was to help to heal the aching heart of a father and a mother. So we remember Angel Child with love and tender heart,

 this 6 inch 3oz. little boy, so loved before his start. 

We'll keep him in our memory and cherished in our heart,

 for in this loving family, he'll always be a part.
written by- my grandma 'Gail Kidd Wardle' :) she really knew how to write good poems :)