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Babes Born in Heaven
Nov 13, 2002
I would like to share a poem I recieved from a wonderful lady.
Babes Born in Heaven
I slept securely in the shelter of the womb,
Perfectly protected in my very special room.
Only Jesus knew me, I was yet unborn.
That sorrowful day, your heart was torn.
You were left with only baby things,
I was carried away on angel's wings.
Taken to a far better place,
Secure in the comfort of Jesus' embrace.
babes born in heaven are bountifully blest,
for they've only ever known the best.
Their lullabies sweet angels sing,
In the palace nurrsery of the King.
Here you grow up, but you never grow old,
It's warm and comfy, but never cold.
Heaven's play grounds are always safe,
for even the tiniest waif.
I laugh and I sing and have playmates too,
AND JESUS TELLS ME ALL ABOUT YOU.
I've met Great Grandma and Grandpa too,
we're all waiting to welcome you.
Jesus will wipe away every tear,
The purpose for everything will be clear.
There'll be no more death, sadness or pain,
Only joy, contentment and peace here reign.
Though, for a moment, life seems unfair,
Eternity will be proof of his care.
What you've given up, for which you grieve,
Can't compare to that which you'll recieve.
Your child born and raised in Heaven,
One day, by the Father you'll be given.
Author: Unknown
I cried so very much after reading this, but felt some what better.
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