There's a Nursery in Heaven

There's a nursery in heaven,
Where our sweet babies go.
It's a tiny little nursery
With cradles white as snow.
And the Angels gently rock them
And sing them lullabies.
Accompanied by the tears
That their Mommies and Daddies cry.
Every tear we shed is precious
Jesus collects each one,
And turns them into music
For our daughters and our sons
Cause there are no tears in heaven
Just a sense of calm and peace
And this is what our babies feel
As they are gently rocked to sleep.

For Ronan Love Mom