Eleven Days

In the next Eleven days,
A child will be born,
A bell will sound, of wedding vows, as laughter hits the doors,
Churches will flood with people,
from nations far and wide,
In remembrance of the little ones, who lost their fragile lives.

But there they are amongst us,
Little angels in the clouds,
Peeking down from heaven,
Making their mothers proud.
On the fourteenth day this December,
Heaven opened its doors extra wide,
To eight young boys, and twelve young girls,
And six women saving lives.

The teachers held their hands,
making a chain to Heaven's gate.
"Hush now little angels, our Lord, our Saviour awaits."

Our hearts have dropped with sadness,
For strangers we hold dear.
For Santa won't be bringing, these little children gifts this year,
But Jesus holds them closely,
Let's remember Christmas tales.
For Jesus is the bottom line,
Why Christmas day set sail.

Their Christmas will be bright,
with lights of silver and blue,
For Eleven days sets sight,
On their families warm and true.

So hold a moment of silence,
For the Angels' laughter we hear,
Send warm thoughts to their families, with kindness
As we welcome a new year.

Eleven days from then
till Christmas morning rises,
Each time your hear childrens' laughter,
embrace their gentle lives.

So smile this Christmas morning,
Since their lives are warm and well,
with Jesus in their presence,
Their lives have just set sail,
On a journey never ending,
To a place they now call Home
Their Father holds them closely,
Each and every one.

*To the children and teachers who lost their lives 12/14/12 in Newtown*