Both of you were wanted
Both of you were gifts
I don’t believe God’s plan for you
Would end up being this
But now you do not suffer
You feel no pain nor fear
I know you’re safe in Heaven
I’d still rather you were here
It isn’t God who caused this
He didn’t plan your death
But He’ll hold you both, my babies
Until my final breath
And then I’ll get to see you
And hold your tiny hands
And then I’ll prove forever
Our loss was not God’s plan