Sweet Child
Amy T. McLaughlin 
No, I did not touch you, but I felt you
No, I did not see you, but I envisioned you
No, we did not talk, but I heard you
No, I did not know you, but I loved you
You shall not hear the pitter-patter of my tiny feet
Nor hear my cries in the middle of the night
You shall not hear me say “Momma” or “Daddy”
Nor feel my arms hold you tight
You shall not see my beautiful smile
Nor hear my funny little laugh
You shall not watch me grow
Or lead me down the right path
But know that Jesus holds me
Until I can be with you again
For I am your sweet child…
…your little angel in heaven.