Elder L. Tom Perry shared this poem written byhis daughter which she read at his granddaughter's baptism.
My mom bought me a white dress,
Not red or pink or blue.
She said it was a special dressLike very other few,
There has been just one before,
A dress now put away,
That I wore some time agoUpon 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 learnAbout the Father's plan for me.
My glory I must earn.
Now I've reached the age to judgeThe wrong road from the right,
And I am here to be baptizedIn 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 houseWhite dress number three,
So today I make this pledge:I'll strive to choose the right,
Through this sacred baptism ordinanceIn my second dress of white.
(Linda Gay Perry Nelson, 1993)
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