I dreamed of the day I’d hold you,
Close to my mama-heart.
I knew how much I loved you,
Right from the very start.
I could almost see your tiny face,
Those sweet baby eyes
Looking up at mine-
Your little angel eyes.
I almost knew your voice,
Even though I never heard your cry
It was like music to my heart,
Like only a mama would know inside.
I nearly saw your smile,
And I loved you more each day
And counted down the minutes
Till I’d bring you home to stay.
Each night before I went to sleep,
I’d kneel and pray for you,
And sing softly the songs I loved
I knew you’d love them too.
But my arms are empty still.
I still long to hold you to my heart.
God took you Home, little one
But I’ll always carry you in my heart.
God knows each Mama’s heart.
He knows their secret tears.
He understands their aching arms
And the pain that will be there through the years.
He sees the faded dreams
The broken hope that lies
Waiting to live again,
Someday by and by.
He heals the broken hearts,
He wipes the tears away
God will give back our litttle ones
And fill our empty arms someday.