Not content to float around.
But the leader of a merry band
Of little souls he's found.
They frolic in the heavens,
Playing tag and hide and seek.
While flying to and fro
With angel wings so sleek.
He left this earth before his time,
But has gone to a better place.
Where only joy exists
And life's a slower pace.
He has a great big job now,
Keeping his brother safe.
And sending down the sunshine
To brighten his mother's face.
We cried so when he left us
But now we know the why
He's keeping watch on Blayze and Mom
From God's great wondrous sky.
September 17, 2002
Darling Baby Jayden,
Precious angel that you are,
Resting now in Jesus' arms,
Though you sometimes seem so far,
It's when the warm, soft breezes flow
And tossle Blayze's hair,
We sense that you and angels reach-
That's when we are aware
That time and space can't separate
The love we have for you;
We say a prayer or cry a tear,
That's all we can now do
Till one sweet day we walk upon
God's glistening sunbeams bright,
Then reach for you and hold you
In the Lord's forever light.
For now, a prayer or tear must do
Until we reach that day
When Jesus brings us back to you
And wipes our tears away.
-Amy J. Caldwell "Gramma Amy"
September 2002
This was given to us as a gift from Gramma Amy and we send our love and thanks for this beautiful gift.
