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Once upon a special day,
In heaven up above,
The tiniest souls sat at God's feet,
Surrounded by his love.
The time was coming...very soon,
God said..."Do not be scared",
Your family awaits your arrival,
Now let us get prepared,
And so... God looked upon these souls,
In mute consideration,
He knew the life each one would live,
He weighed each situation,
The souls chatted amongst themselves,
And wondered who they'd be,
They knew the day grew closer...soon,
They'd meet their family.
"How would you like to change the world?
God asked each soul in fun,
"The chance to make a difference",
Is held by only one.
I'm going to make the world laugh,
One soul said with a smile,
For laughter heals a broken heart,
And helps us through each trial,
Then take with you the brightest smile,
And share your laughter well,
The soul thanked God immensly,
And down to earth he fell.
"And I'll remind the world to sing,
A sweet little soul told the Lord,
I have the gift of a beautiful voice,
I can hit every note...every chord.
You'll have the gift of music then,
A voice...lovely and strong,
Share your gift with others,
And let them hear your song.
I will show compassion.,
The next little soul raised her hand,
Some people only need a friend,
Someone to understand,
Compassion is a good thing,
In every time and season,
To you... I will give mercy,
As true love needs no reason.
And so each soul...shared every thought,
Their plans, their hopes, their dreams,
As God explained that life...it is,
Much harder than it seems.
And as each soul began to leave,
In a scurry of laughter and fun,
Heaven became quiet... Left...was only one.
Come sit with me my little child,
God said with just a sigh...
Do you know how many you will touch,
In a world left wondering why?
From the moment that your life begins,
You... will know of strife,
But you'll teach those who know you,
To cherish the small things in life.
And some may only know you,
Through a simple photograph,
They'll never hold you in their arms,
Or memorize your laugh,
Some may only know you,
through the words they read each day,
But you'll do something wonderful,
You'll make them stop...to pray.
The tiniest soul...raised his head up,
To touch God's firm, strong hand,
Father...I am ready for,
The life...that you have planned.
And I will do the best I can...
Without a word or deed...
For you Lord...are the planter,
And I will be your seed.
He could already hear many praying,
And although they had not seen his face,
They were praying for his safe arrival,
They were asking for mercy and grace.
Now go my little warror,
With strength, and hope and might,
Face your battles knowing,
"You are precious in my sight".
What talent do I leave with Lord?
What gift do you impart?
All that you will need God said,
I've placed within your heart.
And so God kissed this tiny child,
Knowing all that he would be...
And whispered as he watched him go,
Go teach them...to see me.
~Stephanie Husted
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