Adam had 4 major heart defects and was never to have been born he liked 3 days being 4 months old when his heart finally gave out. This poem was written in honor of a little fighting warrior.
son of James D.Sechrist & Elizabeth L. Bramblett, and the grandson of David Carless Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 136641986 & Mrs Alice Marie Sparkman Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 48032016
Carl James Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 24142835 & Nellie Lee Jo Bramblett Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 170756788
For my son Adam In loving memory. Mom
Heaven's Nursery
He lays in a golden bed
silk pillows lay beneath his head
In heaven's nursery
The angels sings lullabies
When my little baby cries
In heaven's nursery
He was mine for awhile
To cuddle and bring a smile
The love and joy was mine to behold
Till that cold and winter night
When angels came and wrapped him tight
in loving arms to take him to heaven's nursery
Three days from four months that he was born
I found him that frosty morn
Where he lay in peaceful sleep
Angels in watchful keep
Lovingly guard him from all harm in heaven's nursery
Now my baby lies there
as the angels take care
of my sweet angel in heaven's nursery.
Liz Sechrist 2-10-1978 all rights reserved
son of James D.Sechrist & Elizabeth L. Bramblett, and the grandson of David Carless Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 136641986 & Mrs Alice Marie Sparkman Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 48032016
Carl James Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 24142835 & Nellie Lee Jo Bramblett Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 170756788
For my son Adam In loving memory. Mom
Heaven's Nursery
He lays in a golden bed
silk pillows lay beneath his head
In heaven's nursery
The angels sings lullabies
When my little baby cries
In heaven's nursery
He was mine for awhile
To cuddle and bring a smile
The love and joy was mine to behold
Till that cold and winter night
When angels came and wrapped him tight
in loving arms to take him to heaven's nursery
Three days from four months that he was born
I found him that frosty morn
Where he lay in peaceful sleep
Angels in watchful keep
Lovingly guard him from all harm in heaven's nursery
Now my baby lies there
as the angels take care
of my sweet angel in heaven's nursery.
Liz Sechrist 2-10-1978 all rights reserved
Adam had 4 major heart defects and was never to have been born he liked 3 days being 4 months old when his heart finally gave out. This poem was written in honor of a little fighting warrior.
son of James D.Sechrist & Elizabeth L. Bramblett, and the grandson of David Carless Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 136641986 & Mrs Alice Marie Sparkman Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 48032016
Carl James Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 24142835 & Nellie Lee Jo Bramblett Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 170756788
For my son Adam In loving memory. Mom
Heaven's Nursery
He lays in a golden bed
silk pillows lay beneath his head
In heaven's nursery
The angels sings lullabies
When my little baby cries
In heaven's nursery
He was mine for awhile
To cuddle and bring a smile
The love and joy was mine to behold
Till that cold and winter night
When angels came and wrapped him tight
in loving arms to take him to heaven's nursery
Three days from four months that he was born
I found him that frosty morn
Where he lay in peaceful sleep
Angels in watchful keep
Lovingly guard him from all harm in heaven's nursery
Now my baby lies there
as the angels take care
of my sweet angel in heaven's nursery.
Liz Sechrist 2-10-1978 all rights reserved
son of James D.Sechrist & Elizabeth L. Bramblett, and the grandson of David Carless Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 136641986 & Mrs Alice Marie Sparkman Sechrist MEMORIAL ID 48032016
Carl James Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 24142835 & Nellie Lee Jo Bramblett Bramblett MEMORIAL ID 170756788
For my son Adam In loving memory. Mom
Heaven's Nursery
He lays in a golden bed
silk pillows lay beneath his head
In heaven's nursery
The angels sings lullabies
When my little baby cries
In heaven's nursery
He was mine for awhile
To cuddle and bring a smile
The love and joy was mine to behold
Till that cold and winter night
When angels came and wrapped him tight
in loving arms to take him to heaven's nursery
Three days from four months that he was born
I found him that frosty morn
Where he lay in peaceful sleep
Angels in watchful keep
Lovingly guard him from all harm in heaven's nursery
Now my baby lies there
as the angels take care
of my sweet angel in heaven's nursery.
Liz Sechrist 2-10-1978 all rights reserved
