My Three White Dresses

I don't remember the first time I heard this poem, but have loved it ever since.  I don't have a little girl yet, but if i ever do, I will  have this framed hanging on a wall next to a couple huge pictures of her in her blessing dress, and then again in her baptism dress.  Dreams... dreams ;)

My mom bought me a white dress,
Not red or pink or blue.
She said it was a special dress
Like very other few,
There has been just one before,
A dress now put away,
That I wore some time ago
Upon my blessing day.
As a little baby clothed In my first white dress,
My dad held me in his arms,
There to name and bless.
So pure and clean was I just then,
With time to grow and learn
About the Father's plan for me.
My glory I must earn.
Now I've reached the age to judge
The wrong road from the right,
And I am here to be baptized
In this dress of white.
So once again I'm free from sin.
The path is clear to me.
I'll grasp the rod and hold on tight, I vow with certainty.
Just as mud would stain my dress,
Sin would stain my soul.
The key is to repent or bleach,
For whiteness is my goal.
And if I try my very best,
Then richly blessed I'll be,
Wearing inside God's holy house
White dress number three,
So today I make this pledge:
I'll strive to choose the right,
Through this sacred baptism ordinance
In my second dress of white.

~Linda Gay Perry Nelson

Here is my cousins beautiful little girl, all decked out in her baptism dress.  (She love, love, loved the camera...  she had all of these ideas of where she wanted to be, how she wanted to pose, I was in HEAVEN!)

 

Congratulations!!