October
15
1967 - 1997
"I'll
lend you for a little time, a child of mine," He said.
"For you to love while she lives, and mourn when she is dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charm to gladden you, and shall her stay be brief
you'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I
cannot promise she will stay since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the world over in my search for teachers true
and from the throngs that crowns life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now
will you give her all your love, nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call, to take her back again.
I fancied that I heard you say, Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, will ever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call her much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.
Happy
Birthday, my sweet Dawn - I miss you so much.
Love, Mom
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Kiss your children every day - today is gone, and tomorrow may never come.