Tuesday, November 18, 2008

1 comment:

Marianne Pellon said...

When God calls Little Children

When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His Love
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
seem wonderful and mild
Prehaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold
So He picks a little rosebud
before it can grow old
God knows how much we need them,
so He takes but a few
To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult, still
somehow we must try
The saddest word mankind knows will always be 'goodbye'
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind must realize God loves children...
Angels are hard to find

-author unknown