"Heaven's Nursery"

by Jo Gail Dolenski

Spring, Texas - My grandson, Jonathan, (Boo) lived with us and died of SIDS January 2, 1997, 3 days before his first birthday. I have been doing some writing and would like to share if anyone would like to share as this horrible loneliness is so painful. One of the poems directly related:

Heaven's Nursery

By Jo Gail Dolenski
4-22-97

Sometimes I just try so hard to understand
Why God takes the babies so small,
That my head feels as if it will explode...
With the pain and agony of it all..

Then I remember how the old folks look
As the babies they espy,
For they are the ones that always
Catch the gleam there in their eye.

Maybe God needs these tiny angels
For those in heaven above
For you know that even in His celestial home
They miss the babies to love...

Though how does he choose which ones will go?
The thought drives me insane....
I know one day I will understand
The insight then to gain...

God does not give us more than we can bear
I trust that to be so...
Though every day becomes a test...
Of having to let pain go...

I refuse to believe that it is so
That he loves us any less....
And that one day he will not take those chosen
Our lives somehow to bless...

I know for certain my request
From the Good Lord will be...
To let me be a worker
In Heaven's nursery...

Then I can fill my arms again
With my Boo and all the rest...
And then will know that I surely did
Pass the greatest test....

So each cloud to me will be the beds
The babies sleep each night....
I will long to join the throng
To forever hold them tight...

Each star will be the sign
That better days will be...
A joyous reunion with Mr. Boo
Will be
my greatest revelry!