I picture you as a little girl,
hair so soft with a tiny curl;
Reaching out to embrace the world –
That’s how I think of you.
I picture you on your toddler feet,
chubby arms and a smile so sweet;
Running around on a golden street –
That’s how I think of you.
I picture you with the ones I miss,
who’ve gone ahead into Heaven’s bliss;
It brings me joy to imagine this –
That’s how I think of you.
I picture you in the Savior’s arms,
safely secure from any harm;
Living a life where there’s no alarm –
That’s how I think of you.
I picture you as a child grown,
waiting for me in my eternal home;
Finally together in Heaven to roam –
That’s how I think of you!
- shg 03.12.09
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