Daddy please don't look so sad, Momma please don't cry cause I'm in the arms of Jesus and He sings me lullabies. Please, try not to question God, don't think he is unkind. Don't think He sent me to you, then He changed his mind. You see, I am a special child, and I'm needed up above. I'm the special gift you gave Him, the product of your love. I'll always be there with you, and watch the sky at night. Find the brightest star that's gleaming, that's my halo's brilliant light. You'll see me in the morning frost, that mists your window pane. That's me in the summer showers, I'll be dancing in the rain. When you feel a little breeze, from a gentle wind that blows. That's me, I'll be there, planting a kiss on your nose. When you see a child playing, and your heart feels a little tug, that's me, I'll be there giving your heart a hug. So daddy, please don't look so sad, momma don't you cry. I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies.
By Claudette T. Allen