A Babe with Wings

This is a poem I wrote after I had a miscarriage.
By: Marcey Earl

From our love sprang inside of me a bit of hope for family
A tiny child from love's seed formed
A babe with wings for God to mold

And until at the pearly gates we meet
Dear God please hold my baby for me
and tell him one day soon we'll come
and rock his cradle with words of love

Don't look so sad
Don't cry for me
My child's with God for enternity

And while in the house of God you stay
Please watch over mommy and daddy each day
and as darkness decends to blot out the light
We will blow you a kiss
Did you catch it? Goodnight

Sent to me by my precious friend, Merethe.