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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 And so he picks a rosebud before it can grow old God knows how much we need them and he takes but few To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view Believing this is difficult still sotehow we must try The saddest word mankind knows will always be "Good-bye" So when a little child departs we are left behind Musr realise God loves children Angels are hard to find In memory of Robyn Lea Powers 27.09.2000 (not my words, found them on an internet site and they still send a shiver down my spine)

I can think of nothing worse than parents losing a child, it must be unbearable. A few years ago now, my youngest became very ill and was given two weeks. I've never prayed so hard in my life. Thank God he was OK in the end. Jo.

Gillian Thank you for printing this, I lost my son at the age of 2mnths old, 28 years ago. It dosn't get better you only get used to the change it brings. I was feeling very low this morning as it is coming up to the anniversary, but reading that has helped me. Thank you. Jill

Hi Gillian, Thanks for sharing! Lindy

thankyou for sharing, it is a nice verse,and i am sure it will help anyone that has lost a child, or knows someone who has. sandra