You have the sweetest child, up in Heaven.
I know that, Lord, because she had been mine.
I miss her so, but know that she is happy there with You.
I can’t believe we had so little time.
I sometimes wish that I had known that day would be her last;
For there are things I would have liked to say.
I would have held her longer, when she flew into my arms…
Can You give her a hug for me, today?
Just tell her that I love her, and look forward to the day
When I will see her precious face, again.
But I won’t cry another tear, for I have come to see
How happy she will be with You, till then.
But, Lord, if tears should threaten, as I think of her again,
Remind me she is safely kept in You.
And grant me just a glimpse of what the future has in store;
Now that I live with Heaven more in view.
“I will go to him, but he will not return to me.” 2 Samuel 12:23
(the words of David, upon losing his infant son)
©Lisa DeVinney, April 2008