Babies are sent down to us one by
one
From our Father in Heaven and His
Home they come
We love them and teach them and
show them the way
To live out their lives and return
Home some day
But there is only one Door through
which they can go
To those Heavenly realms from this
Earth down below
Some pass through the Door after
just a few years
And teir families they leave with
their hearts full of tears
But it is to our Savior’s sweet
arms that they come
When they say their goodbyes and
through that Door they run
For He is One that passed through
The Door
And then back to Earth He entered
once more
Our children, each one, through
The Door they will go
Our parents, our siblings, and
ourselves, this we know
But the door is not locked.
The key has been turned
Death’s grasp has been broken and
its walls have been burned
Resurrection will come for the
weak and the small
For the old and the young, for the
short and the tall
It is on Easter Morning we think
of the babes
Who’s names have been written on
headstones of graves
He knows them. He loves
them. He keeps them. And then…
To their families He will return
them again.
~by Kathryn May Chapman
~by Kathryn May Chapman
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