Heaven's Cradle

There’s never a lack of room
in Heaven’s cradle
to rock and sway the sweetest fragile soul,
with nursery rhymes full of love
for a tender life that God called home.

Each thought that comes from hearts
about that missing angel,
are an incense stored in a divine chalice,
along with every tear shed.

When the night comes
while one sleeps
the Lord allows that sweet spirit
a chance to bring an ethereal kiss upon the cheek,
just His way of making sure we know
our day will come
when we shall in His eternal city
look forward to a blessed reunion,
having a chance to give a hug
and stroll hand in hand with that cherub being
forever able to share
what time didn’t allow in this life.

May the Lord touch with His mercy,
draped you in peace,
keep you in His arms of serenity,
ever able to cherish the vision
of the day when you again
can embrace the one you hold so dear.