Too Beautiful For Earth

"An angel in the book of life
wrote down my baby's birth,
and whispered as she closed the book
Too Beautiful For Earth."
Unknown Author

To My Baby

A little life, a precious pearl
growing within my womb
Maybe a son?
Maybe a daughter?
Can't wait till I see it bloom-
I have a name for you little one
I picked it with thought and care
I saw you with love and tenderness
and saw that you were so fair
I knew you would be a special child
and I had special plans in view
if you were a girl, a sweet one you'd be
if a son you'd be strong and true
I held you and kissed your soft little face
in daydreams I'd rock you and sing
of angels in heaven, and Jesus love
and all of earths sweetest things
I bought you some little items you'd need
and planned you a cozy room
And oh the joy to think of the years
I had to watch you bloom
I could hardly wait till I felt you flutter
and turning with a swirl
And day by day my heart filled with love
for my little precious pearl
But God chose to have you blooming for him
in the beauty of heavens land
And your mother is holding you, in her heart
as though she were holding your hand!
~By Elizabeth Ann