 Heaven's Nursery In Heaven there must surely be A special place, a nursery
Where 'little spirits' not fully grown
Go to live in their Heavenly home. The angels must attend with love
Tiny spirits on wings of doves,
The choir of angels must sing lullabies
to quieten their tiny cries. The Father must come by each day
To cuddle and play in a special way
These tiny spirits left earth too soon
called Home so early after the womb. These sparks of life did not perish
But came to the Father's love to cherish,
To grow and be taught in His own arms
Safely away from all earthly harm. The comforter was sent to earth at once
To those who lost their little one
Their hearts so ache, their arms feel empty
The question 'why' seems so tempting. Then all at once in the midst of tears
There comes a peace that stills the fears
Here comes an angel to whisper the truth
Of a nursery in Heaven bearing rich fruit. Of tiny spirits chosen to worship the Father
A place that couldn't be filled by another,
Called to be spared from the struggles of earth,
Chosen to be one of Heaven's births. So Father, whisper words of love from me
To our unborn 'life' in your nursery. --Author Unknown Lets never forget them!  If you know who wrote Poem please let me know so I can give due credit to such a beautiful poem. | |
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