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| Little Angels When God calls little children to dwell with Him above We mortals sometime question the wisdom of His love For no heartache compares with the death of a small child Who does so much to make our world seem wonderful and mild Prehaps God tires of calling the aged of His fold So He picks a rosebud before it grows old God knows how much we need them and so He takes but few To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view The saddest word mankind knows will always be *Good-bye* So when a little child departs, we who are left behind Must realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find Love of Children |
| The personalized globe, the poem and the sympathy angel were all gifts from Lady Ria's Creations We wish to thank her for them and please visit her pages at the link below Jerry & Dianne Wallace |
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| The music on this page is Rainbow by Bruce DeBoer |
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| This certificate is made by Shelia @ Angels Are With Us |