by Ron Tranmer
An angel in a robe of white
came to me as I slept last night.
She smiled and whispered in my ear,
It's time for you to come, my dear.
Though time was short since you were born,
you've earned the crown without the thorns.
God knows the sweetness of your soul.
Your spirit and heart are pure and whole.
I asked if I could say goodbye,
to Mom and Dad who were nearby.
The angel smiled, and said with a nod,
I'm sure that will be ok with God.
Did you feel my kiss goodbye,
and the tears that fell from my eyes?
Have trust in God, though I must go.
Just like me, He loves you so.
He will comfort, and hold your hand,
and help you so you'll understand.
And when your heavenly call comes too,
with outstretched arms I'll come to you.