REFLECTIONS AND POEMS
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FOOTPRINTS
HOW VERY SOFTLY
YOU TIPTOED INTO MY WORLD.
ONLY A MOMENT YOU STAYED.
BUT WHAT AN IMPRINT
YOUR FOOTSTEPS HAVE LEFT
UPON MY HEART.
WRITTEN BY DOROTHY FERGUSON
SHE WAS BORN, SHE DIED
SHE DOESN'T BELONG IN HEAVEN,
LOOKING DOWN AT US.
SHE BELONGS IN THE BASSINET OR IN THE CARRIAGE,
US LOOKING DOWN AT HER.
SHE DOESN'T BELONG IN HEAVEN,
KNOWING ALL THE SECRETS OF THE UNIVERSE.
SHE BELONGS WRAPPED UP IN A RECEIVING BLANKET,
AND IN MY ARMS, KNOWING NOT A DAMN THING.
BY MARION COHEN
A BABY'S SECRET
I'M JUST A LITTLE GIRL
WHO DIDN'T QUITE MAKE IT THERE,
I WENT STRAIGHT TO BE WITH JESUS
BUT I'M WAITING FOR YOU THERE.
DON'T YOU FORGET ABOUT ME MOMMY
I'M OF ALL GOD'S LAMBS MOST BLEST,
I'D HAVE LOVED TO STAY THERE WITH YOU,
BUT THE SHEPHERD KNOWS WHAT'S BEST.
SO SWEET MOMMY DON'T YOU SORROW,
WIPE THOSE TEARS AND CHASE THE GLOOM
I WENT STRAIGHT TO BE JESUS BLOSSOM
FROM MY LOVELY MOTHERS WOMB.
I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU MOMMY
YOU AND DADDY AND MY BROTHER.
I'LL BE WITH YOU FOREVER.
THEN I'LL GIVE YOU ALL DADDY AND MOMMY'S KISSES
I LOVE YOU.
BY UNCLE PETE AND AUNT MARY