God gently called my name
as He took my little hand.
He knew hearts would be broken,
but He hoped you’d understand.
For when He takes a child home
He chooses each with care.
He needs the best of children,
to be special angels there.
We watch over our dear family
from Heaven up above.
That’s why you, left behind,
still feel our tender love.
My love is all around you
Allow your hearts to mend.
In time He’ll softly call your name
and we’ll be together again.
