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Four little angel babies
Went to Heaven to
stay,
God called them to live in His garden
Where they forever
now play.
Though missed on earth by mother
In God’s care
they will forever be,
From the heights of glory
The happenings
at home they still see.
These little angel babies
Know
what is in their mother’s heart.
Words of comfort they send to
her
And have from the very start.
Sometimes mother may not
hear them
As they whisper sweet words in her ear,
Grief from
her many losses
Makes it hard when they are not near.
Four
little angel babies
Make their rounds up in the sky,
Preparing
a home for their mother
When she is with them eternally on
high.
Written for Sheila in remembrance of her
angel babies
By Jarrett’s Mom
With inspiration from Sheila's
Angel Babies
©September 2004
Never
I'll
never get to see your precious face;
or whisper words to make you
feel safe
I'll never get to hold you tight
when you can't
sleep at night
I'll never get to sing to you a sweet lullaby,
to calm you down when you cry
I'll never get to fall asleep
withyou in my arms,
all bundled in a blanket to keep you
warm
I'll never get to hear you laugh and giggle
or see you
little toes wiggle
There are many things I will never get to
do,
but the hardest is not being with you.
(c) K. Fugleberg
This page created for Sheila
in remembrance
of her sweet Angel Babies
Made with love by Jarrett's Mom
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