I had nine pounds of Heaven
that I rocked to sleep at night,
and I often watched you sleeping
long after turning out the light.
I'm sure the angels missed you
although crazy as it sounds,
Heaven must have felt quite empty
when they loaned me those nine pounds.
My heart is now that empty
and I miss you day and night.
But as I hold onto your memories,
I know now, Heaven is alright.
I'll always hold you in my heart,
'til once again I behold your face
in a Heavenly celebration
when He calls me to that place.
(A Beautiful poem from a dear friend. The original author is unknown.)