Two weeks after we had DeLanee and as we were contemplating what to put on her headstone, we felt like a poem would be a good way to honor her and came up with the following:
She came into this world, far more perfect than you and me,
She could not stay long, though her spirit we could see.
Heavenly Father called her home for there was work to be done,
A calling meant for her - not just anyone.
Though her body was small, her spirit was so great,
Heaven needed her now. No, it would not wait.
A daughter of God - a precious angel indeed.
She will help find and teach lost spirits in need.
Though her work is not centered on just heaven alone,
She calls to us each day and beckons us home.
A reminder for us to live faithfully,
so when resurrection day comes, together we'll be.
Our Heavenly Father's plan sometimes brings us sweet sorrow,
Though in his arms today. . .ours tomorrow.
February 16, 2004
She came into this world, far more perfect than you and me,
She could not stay long, though her spirit we could see.
Heavenly Father called her home for there was work to be done,
A calling meant for her - not just anyone.
Though her body was small, her spirit was so great,
Heaven needed her now. No, it would not wait.
A daughter of God - a precious angel indeed.
She will help find and teach lost spirits in need.
Though her work is not centered on just heaven alone,
She calls to us each day and beckons us home.
A reminder for us to live faithfully,
so when resurrection day comes, together we'll be.
Our Heavenly Father's plan sometimes brings us sweet sorrow,
Though in his arms today. . .ours tomorrow.
February 16, 2004
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