A Lovely Poem

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Angie - April 3

My precious little baby, Your face I've never seen, Your skin I've never touched before, Nor held you close to me. You lived inside my body, But only for a while; Till Jesus softly whispered, "Come home my little child." You must have been a special child; If God needed you up there, Because Heaven is a better home, It's beauty can't compare. So till I get to Heaven, And see you r shining face; Jesus will take care of you, And love you in my place. Yes, Jesus loves his little lambs, They sit around his throne; So sit on Jesus' lap dear child- Till Mommy gets called home. This poem is probably my favorite poem that I have read about miscarriages. It really makes me feel alot better when I feel that I cant make it through the day. Love to you all.

 

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