CHILD GONE HOME

Children's voices fill the air,
Life and laughter ring;
Across the hills of heaven,
Sweet, small voices sing.

Gone to be with Jesus,
Each little girl and boy;
Now run and play as never before,
In the land of eternal joy.

Never to know another tear,
Or face another pain;
What was a senseless loss on earth,
Has now become Heaven's gain.

While Heaven is much sweeter,
In your heart you'll not be alone;
God filled it with beautiful memories,
Of that child who has now gone home.

Allison Chambers Coxsey
1996