Little Thomas was born Dec 10 1970 weighing 5lbs and 6oz . Mom said he looked just like me and my older brother. He tragically passed away within 24hrs of his little life here on earth. He developed bacterial pneumonia.
I am Thomas' big sister, sound funny saying that cause I have only been a little sister all my life.
Over the last 37 years, he has been alone in a truro nova scotia cemetary and was rarely talked about. I felt it was time someone started talking about this little fella and I was determined to find out where he was buried so I could visit him.
I ordered a death certificate and the information led me to Robie street cemetary. A cemetary I was already in contact with that told me they had no records of Thomas Charles Greenough. They told me by their process of elimination that tommy was in tier 24 plot 6. Will I ever know for sure if it is him? I have to believe it is but will keep pushing for the proof. If I don't believe I have nothing. Tommy has nothing. So I have to believe until something tells me I'm wrong.
I am going to visit him with my mom on Thursday June 12. I will be bringing him flowers and a rock memorial for a headstone, something he has never had. Nobody ever knew where he was he was buried with no family in attendance and prob. never had his name on his grave. I also plan on getting a memorial tatoo in truro, where we were both born and where he is buried.
I changed all that he now has a name marker and will get a real headstone somewhere down the line.
In the meantime, I will be playing him selected pieces of music and reading him poems. I want to leave a poems book for babies in his honour in the office .
I wonder what he would have been like, my little brother...I can only imagine the amazing person he would have become and didn't have the chance to be. Robbed of life but God had a different purpose for my sweet little brother. Maybe he had to be taken home to watch over me all these years, most days I swear I have a guardian angel. His name is Thomas.
Somehow, I know I will one day I will be with him again as he does give me specific signs he is all around me.
We will be his very first visitors sadly. His big sister will make sure he gets a visit once a year as I live so far away. This has been one of if not the most important thing I have ever done and hope he knows what I have done and can find peace in knowing how much I love him and wished he were a part of my life.
Until we meet one day little Tommy, have fun in heaven....
THIS POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY MOMMY
Sorry I didn't get to stay.
To laugh and run and play.
To be there by your side.
I'm sorry that I had to die.
God sent me down to be with you,
to make your loving heart anew.
To help you look up and see
Both God and little me.
Mommy, I wish I could stay.
Just like I heard you pray.
But, all the angels did cry
when they told little me goodbye.
God didn't take me cause He's mad.
He didn't send me to make you sad.
But to give us both a chance to be
a love so precious .. don't you see?
Up here no trouble do I see
and the pretty angels sing to me.
The streets of gold is where I play
you'll come here too, mommy, someday.
Until the day you join me here,
I'll love you mommy, dear.
Each breeze you feel and see,
brings love and a kiss from me.
A POEM CREATED BY YOUR BIG SISTER FOR YOU LITTLE TOMMY
AN ANGEL CAME INTO MY LIFE ONE DAY
I COULD NOT SEE HIM ~ BUT THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS CAN'T BE SEEN
THEY MUST BE FELT WITH THE HEART YOU SEE
HE TOUCHED MY SOUL WITH HIS PRESENCE
HE SHOWED ME HE WAS HERE AND COULD SEE MY WORLD AS I TRY TO MAKE SENSE OF HIS SHORT LITTLE LIFE AND TO HONOUR HIM...HALLELUJAH LITTLE MAN I FOUND YOU AND YOU WERE HERE ALL ALONG TO KEEP ME STRONG AND MOVING ON AFTER EACH BRICK WALL...
YOU WOULD INDEED BE GODS LITTLEST ANGEL, ANYTHING LIKE YOUR SISTER,
YOUR LITTLE HALO A LITTLE BENT BUT YOU HAVE A HEART OF GOLD
YOUR LITTLE CHERUB HANDS
ALWAYS TOUCHING THINGS YOU SHOULDN'T BE
INHERITED BY YOUR NEICE SEA-ANA
YOUR CHEEKY LITTLE NATURE
THAT YOUR NEICE ERICA POSSESSES
WOULD GET YOU OUT OF TROUBLE EVERYTIME
YOUR NEPHEWS DANIEL AND DUSTIN
~ WOULD INDEED OF BEEN YOUR PRIDE AND JOY~
LAST BUT NOT LEAST....
ANOTHER OF GODS SPECIAL CREATURES
~ STACY~ YOUR NEICE ~
WHOM WITHOUT A DOUBT IS YOUR #1 PRIORITY IN HEAVEN
~ DIRECT ORDERS FROM GOD TO PROTECT OUR ANGEL ON EARTH
YOUR DOING A HELL OF A JOB!
AND IS PROBABLY YOUR MOST NOBLE AND IMPORTANT TASKS AS GODS LITTLEST ANGEL.
THE TIPS OF YOUR LITTLE WINGS DIRTY
YOU ARE ALWAYS IN A HURRY NOT ONLY IN WORK BUT SO HARD AT PLAY!
I FEEL YOUR GLORIOUS CHARM
AS YOU ATTEMPTS TO GIVE ME THE ANSWERS I ACHE TO FIND
TOO LITTLE AND TOO FRAGILE IN LIFE TO STAY
~ YOU HAD A SPECIAL JOB TO DO THAT YOU COULD ONLY DO FROM HEAVEN'S GATES~
ONE OF GODS LITTLE WARRIOR OF THE SKY,
PROTECTOR OF THE NEWIES THAT COME TO SLEEP ON YOUR CLOUD
~ MY YOU HAVE BEEN AN ANGEL FOR 37 YEARS
~ TILL ETERNITY YOU WILL BE MY BROTHER
YOU SEE, SINCE YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE,
I DON'T FEEL YOUR SO ALONE ANYMORE
I FIND COMFORT IN YOUR PRESENSE.
NOW THAT I HAVE FOUND YOU, YOU HAVE FOUND ME
I'LL ALWAY HAVE YOU NEAR.
YOU HAVE LEFT YOUR FINGERPRINTS ALL OVER MY HEART
~ WHERE YOU SIT PERCHED IN YOUR OWN SPECIAL CORNER OF MY HEART.
THAT BELONGS ONLY TO YOU LITTLE TOMMY!
When the golden sun is setting
And your mind from care is free
When of others you are thinking
Will you sometimes think of me.
- - -
When the golden sun is setting
And the birds are flitting free
When of dear ones you are thinking
Won’t you sometimes think of me.
- - -
Think of me when you are happy
Keep for me one little spot
In the depth of thine affection
Plant a sweet forget me not.
