She was pregnant
We were glad.
Unborn baby died
We were sad.
Now baby lives with Jesus
She worships at His feet.
Does she see the golden bowls
Holding prayers we prayed for her?
Does she know we’ll one day join her?
We are sad and we are glad
Heaven is the only home she’ll ever know.*
*I am baby’s grandma. I’ll know if baby is a girl or boy when we meet in heaven.