Sunday, June 15, 2008

The Littlest Angel

I'm only a small child, not much do I know.
But God holds my hand as I look down below.
I'm here with the Father in the most wonderful placeyet I can't feel much joy when I see your sad face.
Your heart has been broken, I can see from up hereas you struggle along and you wipe every tear.
If only I had words I could send you todaythat would tell you I'm home and I'm really okay.
Heaven is so beautiful with sparkles and white wingsand the angels are teaching me so many things.
I'll grow and mature in this Heavenly landwhile holding on tightly to the Father's soft hand.
So don't grieve for me now but find peace in your soul,and know God has finally made your little one whole.
And even if you can't seem to understand "why",please know in your heart that our love didn't die.
He tells me that just for a time we must waitand then I can meet you at Heaven's front gate!
So for now, know I love you in my own special wayand we will meet again on that glorious day!
Copyright © Ferna Lary

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I just lost my daughter, Reagan, on Sept. 12, 2007. This poem was absolutely wonderful. I dd cry, but it was so wonderful!

Anonymous said...

That poem is so beautiful it brings comfort to my heart and soul. Thankyou so much xx