With love for our third child, Michael Gerard.
Oh sweet little one, whom my arms long to hold
Heaven's gain is our loss.
Playing in It's fields, skipping along
with your sister hand in tow.
Just mine for a little while,
though I guess you never really were.
Made out of love with a beautiful soul
Never blemished by the world.
So perfect and innocent
So holy, our little Saint
Waiting for us to whisper your name
and pray.
Oh joy and sorrow of a precious short life
made in His image and born into light.
We call you by your name
our child we know you, though unseen.
I see your face when I close my eyes,
and hear your voice in my heart.
Together one day, we'll eternally be
and our family, finally complete.
So perfect and innocent
So holy, our little Saint
Waiting for us to whisper your name
and pray.