Poem about loss of a child.

I wrote this poem to my Niece Mary and her husband Scott about the loss of their newborn son.

If visions open vaults to see

Beyond Life to Eternity

Then, one small Stranger to you sent

Will always be a cherishment

May He, tender, little Rose

Petals unfolded, ever close

Brief visit, His, no one knows

Short, little life, God’s expose

Beauteous, little Babe and Guest

Peacefully sleeps, now at rest

Blossom of humanity

Fragrance left a guarantee

Fountain of your hearts one

Is Jacob Riley, your little son

Poem by Imelda Dickinson, May 2, 1997