In Loving Memory of
David Beaulieu
August 12, 1958 - March 26, 1998

For Joyce Beaulieu. Her son; David, will have his 59th heavenly birthday on the 12th of to her and her family.
Graphics By Alan

Happy Birthday in Heaven

Birthdays come and birthdays go,
I'm sure that something you all know.
But today's a special day for me,
And everyone in our family.

We'll visit our son's grave today,
And on his grave some flowers we'll lay.
My heart feels like it's beating out of time,
Today it's his 59th birthday, no lie.

Nineteen years have passed since that fateful day,
God took him home with Him to stay.
Eighteen birthdays have come and gone,
No celebrations, no birthday song.

David, our family has grown since you were here,
Two little boys that are oh so dear.
Their both named David after you,
And there's another one on the way too.

Grandma and your nephews, David Flaherty and David Timothy.

In our hearts you will always live,
All our love to you we give.
So to you my son, in Heaven above,
Happy Birthday, filled with all our love.

Wishing you were here.
Hugs and kisses
Mom and Dad
Pat and Tony, Maryanne and Art, Glen and Toni Ann
Jeff, Cassie, Nick and Katie
Jeremy, Laura, Candy
Craig, Steven and Charlene
and your special new nephews,
David Allan Flaherty and David Timothy Smith
and the little boy we all already love
but have yet to meet.

This is a beautiful and loving gift from my dear friend DJ, mom to Angel Shane.
Lighthouse 4 Jesus (memorial site)

David Timothy with your picture.

Your nephew David Flaherty smiling at you!

Jeff and your future niece, Sandra ~ 7/07/07

What Are Birthday's Now

Birthdays used to be full of
life, love, fun, and laughter.

Birthday's used to be about growing older
and gaining maturity and lessons.

Birthday's used to be about family,
togetherness and most of all love.

Birthday's now hold only
memories of you and your growth.

Birthday's used to be about candles on a cake,
now they are about lighting a path to heaven for you to see.

Birthday's now belong to only those who remember you.
Birthday's now resemble memorials, rather then you.

Birthday's now remain still
very still, quiet, and silent.

Birthday's now remind me of you no longer being here.
Birthday's now remind me how lonely it really is at times.

Birthday's were what you used to dream about.
Now I dream, of seeing you once again,
in the arms of our Lord and savior, Jesus.

Birthday's are for the living,
for those of us who have lost our children,
Birthday's, no longer hold the same meaning they once did.

So celebrate your Birthday's, and hold a silent moment,
for those who have gone to the heaven's.
To become our guardian Angels.

Celebrate the life, you once had.
Celebrating the ones we miss so dearly.

Written In Loving Memory My Son's Kurt & Kevin
by Pat McDougle @2007
Our Angels In Heaven Index

I honor David's life on this special day of his birth
May the Lord hold you close to His heart this day

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. (Ps 30.4-5)

My love and prayers as we share this special time.
Ann, Laurasmom


Are there birthdays in Heaven?
Does the angel blow his horn?
Announcing to everybody
That this is the day you were born?

Can the stars be your balloons
And angel food your cake?
Presents wrapped in moonbeams
All the angels helped to make.

Birthdays meant so much to you
They were always a big deal
Birthday presents, lots of friends
And perhaps a special meal.

So I'll whisper a little prayer today
Asking everyone up above
To sing you a Happy Birthday song
And give you all my love.
~ Author Unknown

Happy Birthday David

David it's your birthday once again
Today I should be happy and filled with glee
Yet though I am happy, I am also sad
Sad because you should be here today with me
I cherish your birth son, don't get me wrong
It's only that I miss you so much
Your not being here, my happiness feels wrong
Oh David I do still love you so much
Today you are celebrating your birthday in heaven
Oh what joy for you that must be
David I wish you a very happy birthday
Only my heart wants you here with me
~ Written by Doyle Alldredge, 12 August 2008

We Do Not Need A Special Day

We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find

Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on

Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know

Our thoughts are always with you
Your place no one can fill
In life we loved you dearly
In death we love you still

There will always be a heartache
And often a silent tear
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here

If tears could build a staircase
And heartaches make a lane
We'd walk the path to Heaven
And bring you home again

We hold you close, within our hearts
And there you will remain
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again

Our family chain is broken now
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again.
Written by Connie Dyer

This special birthday gift for Angel David is from my friend Marie.
You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob Northrop's Site.

You are in my thoughts and in my heart
on this special day of memory of your beloved son.
I honor and remember David
God bless you
Ann, Laurasmom

This is a wonderful gift from my dear friend Doris.

A gift for Angel David's family. May God bless you and comfort you.

My Angel Son Michael





To send an email to David's mother, please click on the wolf globe below ~

Maria's Tribute to Christopher

Dear Joyce and ANGEL David

Your Birthday is again here
What am I suppose to do
When I don't feel you near

I am with you Mom always
In everything you say and do
Though you can't see or hear me
So please for me, don't be blue

Every ANGEL has a window
It is a star, one is mine
That day when GOD calls you
You will have one, in time

Until then Mom, every day
Open your heart and look up
I watch over you always And I protect you too

Written By Sue-Anne Aguilera~~~Lee'sMom

In Loving Memory of Lee Henry Aguilera