Precious Jesus here I am
A gentle child your little lamb
Though I am not very old
I am ready to walk on streets of gold
Thank you for the time I had
Making memories with Mom & Dad
Bring them peace and comfort when they cry
And let them know its not goodbye
Bring them laughter and calm their fears
Let them know in heaven there are no tears
The pain is gone the joy is true
Let them know that I’m here with you
Hold me Jesus and take my hand
Walk with me thru the promised land
Let Mom know this was your plan for me
Let her feel a gentle breeze and know that it’s a kiss from me
Let Dad know of your plan too
Fill his heart with gladness too
For I love them Jesus and they love you
Hold them close when they are feeling blue
Keep them close to you and let them see
All the blessings you gave to me.
Loving parents, friends and family
Take me home Lord as I am
A gentle child your little lamb
Fine Treatment of a Delicate Subject
This poem will comfort many---perhaps even multitudes across the internet. Please do not remove it. A poem like this can go a great deal of good.
Starward