Our Daughter

She was grace in motion
our darling little girl.
Filled with wonder and smiles,
she did turn unto this world.

Like a butterfly flittering
gathering nectar near.
Her love spread out amongst us
we are her family dear.

Heaven knows the joys she brings.
That is where she now resides.
Among the angels wings,
laughter is always at her side.

Home your at, my precious love.
No more tears and pain.
Resting in our Good Lord's hands.
There can be no better refrain.

Time will heal the hurt we have,
time will dispel the pain.
But for now, these tears I shed
will not bring anything but pain.

Angels on high, I know she sits,
lovely and fair of face.
Amongst the beautiful and noble ones,
in yet, God's infinite Grace.

Gwenn A. Lewis copyright 2000

~ Gwenn Lewis ~
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