another pair of tiny hands
to lay beneath the clay
slumbering little baby eyes
to wake another day
oh god of heav'n, come guard this bed
and let this angel sleep
'til earth is pure for tiny hands
and safe for tiny feet
a wondrous little baby smile
the hope of things to be
born to face the troubled world
for a moment and then set free
oh god of heav'n, take hate from man
'til lambs and lions feed
and make earth pure for tiny hands
and safe for tiny feet
tiny hands
angel hands
perfect hands
blamless hands
lifeless hands
resting in the night
waiting for the light
when life will follow
oh god of heav'n, send christ again
bringing his reign of peace
let earth turn pure for tiny hands
and safe for tiny feet
then give back my child to me
~Kenneth Cope "Tiny Hands"~
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tears........i am so sorry. my thoughts are with you and your angels. remember. hugs.
Thinking of you, dear friend. (((hugs)))
Thinking of Caelan! What a nice poem! It brought tears to my eyes.
Abiding with you, Julia.
XOXO
Caelan is a beautiful name, a beautiful spirit.
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