Baby In A Sweet White Dress

Baby in a sweet white dress,

I never got to hold your hand.

Your skin I never did caress

Before you entered Heaven's gates.

Baby in a sweet white dress,

As I adorned your windswept grave

My heart twisted with hurt and grief,

My fingers yearned to touch your face.

Baby in a sweet white dress

I tried to imagine how you did look

So long ago when you were placed

In a small white box, by careful hands.

Baby in a sweet white dress,

My fingers imagined touching the threads

Of a soft pink shawl and a dress of white

And cradling the baby that once was you.

Baby in a sweet white dress -

I can hardly wait till we meet in Heaven.

Then I will rock your sweet body

And hold your hand forever.

Oh, baby in a sweet white dress,

I pray you will be watching for me

As God reaches out with you, dear angel,

And I embrace you for the very first time.

The years have numbered thirty - one

And many tears have washed my heart.

I was so proud of my first little girl,

Now a baby in an eternal sweet white dress.

- SGB, 2006