Visions
Lost Baby
She held her once,
looked into her big blues eyes,
her lovely, newborn daughter!
A person, a soul,with a name,
like a blossoming hope,
and two loving parents
who longed to have her!
The nurse took her
into the next room
where she died-
a little of her parents
died with her.
As in a vision,
I see this precious baby
rising to Heaven
where the angels rejoice
at her coming
and she is enfolded
in the love of Christ
who died for her!
Like a flower bud
turning into a blossom,
all her wonderful potential
REALISED
in the grace and mercy of God!
And she is waiting for you
for a wonderful reunion-
one day!
This is based on an actual event.
The parents told me the poem I had
written for them was comforting
to them. The world contains much
that is tragic leaving us with many
hurting people. The Word of God
is the best place I know to go for
comfort and hope in this troubled
world.
looked into her big blues eyes,
her lovely, newborn daughter!
A person, a soul,with a name,
like a blossoming hope,
and two loving parents
who longed to have her!
The nurse took her
into the next room
where she died-
a little of her parents
died with her.
As in a vision,
I see this precious baby
rising to Heaven
where the angels rejoice
at her coming
and she is enfolded
in the love of Christ
who died for her!
Like a flower bud
turning into a blossom,
all her wonderful potential
REALISED
in the grace and mercy of God!
And she is waiting for you
for a wonderful reunion-
one day!
This is based on an actual event.
The parents told me the poem I had
written for them was comforting
to them. The world contains much
that is tragic leaving us with many
hurting people. The Word of God
is the best place I know to go for
comfort and hope in this troubled
world.
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Lost Baby
Lost Baby
