Our daughter, Jill, wrote this poem after she lost her first baby. She had only been married one year. I believe that my ex-son-in-law had something to do with her miscarriage. We put this poem on her grave marker. When we had it put on her marker, we changed the word 'One' to the word 'Three'. JILL's POEM: The Seed of Love So Pure, So Sweet Grows Within It's Master Suite One Of God's Children Whom He Loves Was Taken From The Lord Above In Heaven Now and Safe From The World A Precious One In God's Arms He Gently Rocks That Seed of Love..... Thanks for letting me share. Jill's mom, Sherry
