We never held you in our arms,
We never called your name;
We never saw your tiny face,
Yet we loved you just the same.

We never held your little hand,
Or heard your sweet baby sounds;
But our hearts are filled with thoughts of you,
And your memory is all around.

It's in the sparkling sunlight,
In the clouds flying 'cross the sky;
It's in the spring song of a bird,
In a baby's lullaby.

Though we never held you in our arms,
In our hearts you will always stay;
So, sleep sweet babe in the Father's arms,
Till we join you in Heaven one day.

Allison Chambers Coxsey
©1995