Eyes Open

Sweet child what may I do for you,
With your arms folded beneath your,
Chin looking so sad and lonely,
I'm always here at your heart's door.

The little girl surrounded in,
Beautiful pink and white Roses,
Looked high to Heaven for the Lord,
Without smiling or supposes.

She had so much to talk to Him,
About with her eyes open wide,
Wondering who made the Lord God,
Almighty Himself, how she sighed.

No one could tell her that answer,
And she wanted to know besides,
Why little children become so,
Sick and too with Him who resides.

Her heart truly aches very much,
Over that last question and why,
Because her Mommy and Daddy,
Hurt watching her and only cry.

Sweet child I know each and every,
Thought you have and soon you will be,
In the sweetest Heavenly place,
For children with Jesus and Me.

In My Haven of Beauty where,
You will walk under and all through,
A lovely Rose Trellis Arbor,
To live, always We will love you.

Remember Jesus said Let all,
The little children just come to,
Me, for such is the Kingdom of,
God and We are waiting for You.

In Jesus' loving arms you'll be,
Carried to your Loving Home where,
You'll live forever with other,
Children and loved ones who are there.

You'll hear the angels singing songs,
See My Heavenly Doves flying,
And play with lots of animals,
All are happy with no crying.

Sweet child I've always been here for,
I Am the Creator of all,
I knew you before you were born,
And with Love I'll very soon Call.

The little girl with big sad eyes,
Believed God's Message as time spent,
In one moment she knew she had,
Happily caught His Sweet Rose Scent.

©Sondra McPherson
14 July 2010
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