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In Loving Memory Of Baby Grist 03/20/02
Heaven's Nursery

This poem was found and sent to me by my dear and sweet friend Nancy shortly after Baby Grist went home to Heaven.

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 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
  Maybe quiet 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
  Little ones called Home from 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 the parents 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
  The parents share the Father's own need
  To hold their tiny spirit being.

  They relinquish their own desperate hold
  And release their baby to the Father's fold,
  Then 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.


Thank you so much Nancy for sending this to me. It touched me so much when you sent it to me the day after my baby went home to Heaven and it touches me still.