There are babies in heaven waiting for birth

God calls them angels and sends them to earth

Every baby waiting knows when it’s his or her turn

They hear their mommies and daddies speak of concern

Just a certain and special kind of love

The babies hear and listen thereof

Then they listen to names parents choose

And they know it’s their turn when their star sparkles blue

Although we don’t remember some of us do

It happened to me all in a dream

© Joyce Ann Geyer