My Day Old Child

My day old child lay in my arms
with my lips against her ear
I whispered softly, "How I wish, I wish that you could hear;

"I've a hundred wonderful things to say
(A tiny cough and a nod)
Hurry, hurry, hurry and grow
so I can tell you about God."

My day old baby's mouth was still
and my words only tickled her ear.
but a kind of light passed through her eyes,
and I saw this thought appear.

"How I wish I had a voice and words;
I've a hundred things to say.
Before I forget I'd tell you of God -
I left Him yesterday."

- Carol Lynn Pearson

Dad brought me this poem the day after Neeley was born. Since Lilah was born I have been thinking about her great send off she had in Heaven. I can't help but imagine Mikey, Dougie, grandmas and grandpas and all other special souls who have gone before giving her a fairwell. I would have loved to hear their words of wisdom for her journeys!