Through the Garden Sprayed With Dew
Nicole, my precious granddaughter,
can't believe it's been twelve years,
since you left this sinful world here,
with all its hurts and fears...
and stepped into eternity,
where everything stays bright,
and all you know is contentment,
'cause you walk in His sweet Light!
It won't be long, my little love,
before we're there with you.
We'll walk beside our risen Lord,
through the Garden sprayed with dew...
and gambol through the Father's house,
filled with joy beyond our dreams.
This hurt won't matter any more,
this life's not as it seems.
You're the lucky one, angel baby,
you've been with Him so long;
but one day soon, we'll join you there,
and raise our voice in song!
Memaw Peggy & Pawpaw Richard
January 15, 2005
