Emma's Secret

This poem in memory of Emma Seeds, born still on December 22nd, 1992, was written by her mother and published in the Western Australian Stillbirth and Neonatal Death Support Group (Inc) Newsletter, September 1995. Tim Law is involved in producing the SANDS (WA) Inc newsletter and can be reached at lawtbm@highway1.com.au.

Emma's Secret

I'm just a little girl
Who didn't quite make it here
I went straight to be with Jesus
But I'm waiting for you there

Don't you fret about me mummy,
I'm of all God's lambs most blessed;
I'd have loved to stay there with you
But the shepherd knows what's best.

Many, dwelling here where I live,
Waited years to enter in;
Struggled through a world of sorrow
And their lives were marred with sin.

So sweet mummy don't you sorrow,
Wipe those tears and chase the gloom
I went straight to Jesus bosom
From my lovely Mother's womb.

Thank you for the life you gave me
It was brief but don't complain;
I have all of heaven's glory
Suffered none of earthling's pain.

Thank you for the name you gave me,
I'd loved to brought it fame;
But if I'd lingered in earth's shadows
Might instead have bro't it shame.

Daddy gave me something for you,
It's our secret mummy dear.
Pressed it tight against my forehead,
Whispered in my tiny ear.

I'll be waiting for you, mummy -
You, and Daddy, brother Chris.
I'll be with you then forever -
Then I'll give you Daddy's kiss.

Emma Seeds was born still on December 22nd, 1992