Saturday, December 15, 2012

Little Angels

Little Angels

'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.
Perhaps God tires of calling
    the aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud
    before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
    and so He takes but few
To make the land of Heaven
    more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
    Still someone we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
    will always be "Goodbye."
So when a child departs,
    we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
    Angels are hard to find.'

                                                         Author unknown
**Dedicated to the children of the Newton, CT tragedy and their families 12/14/2012 and to my son Jacob who never a day passes that I don't think of him even 33 years later**

1 comment:

Sue said...

That is beautiful.

thanks for sharing :)