Heaven's Nursery

 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 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 

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. 

 (From Above Rubies website)