Your tiny hands, your silent lips
and eyes through which you'd never see,
closed by lids of fragile skin,
are precious memories for me.
Your silken skin, your elfn chin,
your perfect limbs so fragile thin
which once I felt move within.
These are gifts you gave to me.
We bore the pain , through wind and rain,
then Summer came and went again
and Winter morn and cold spring dawn
These times you never lived to see.
The years passed by, th tears were cried,
through peaks and troughs on waves I'd ride
washed and battered by the tide
I finally reached a calmer sea.
And every year when Spring Comes round,
when primroses adorn the ground
my love is fresh with thoughts newfound
of all the things you meant to me.
Now in Gods hands, at peace you rest
and I have passed a bitter test,
but come to understand at last,
goodbye is just the start you see.
A secret few on earth will know,
Is how this special love can grow,
or how much one can owe
to a child who set them free.
Remembering Rebecca born asleep on this the day she should have been celebrating her 25 birthday.
Till we meet in Heaven.
and eyes through which you'd never see,
closed by lids of fragile skin,
are precious memories for me.
Your silken skin, your elfn chin,
your perfect limbs so fragile thin
which once I felt move within.
These are gifts you gave to me.
We bore the pain , through wind and rain,
then Summer came and went again
and Winter morn and cold spring dawn
These times you never lived to see.
The years passed by, th tears were cried,
through peaks and troughs on waves I'd ride
washed and battered by the tide
I finally reached a calmer sea.
And every year when Spring Comes round,
when primroses adorn the ground
my love is fresh with thoughts newfound
of all the things you meant to me.
Now in Gods hands, at peace you rest
and I have passed a bitter test,
but come to understand at last,
goodbye is just the start you see.
A secret few on earth will know,
Is how this special love can grow,
or how much one can owe
to a child who set them free.
Remembering Rebecca born asleep on this the day she should have been celebrating her 25 birthday.
Till we meet in Heaven.
