God Loves Children When God calls little Angels to dwell with Him above We mortals sometime question the wisdom of His love, For no heartache compares with the death ofone 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 rose bud, before it can grow old. God knows how much we need them, and so He takes buta 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 Submitted by Crystalle 12/3/01 In Loving Memory of Skyler Jadyn Born Sleeping 9/18/01 These are 2 other poems that Crystalle so generously contributed. Due to their shortness in length I am including them on this page. Forgive Me , My Son Forgive me if I do not cry the day you die The simplest reason that I know is Fathers are not supposed to cry I figured you would expect me to be strong To act the way I would have taught you Forgive me, my son,  if I do not cry The day you die ... Forgive me if I do ... Author Unknown Lacy Everyone's forgotten you, Lacy. Everyone but me... Your mother, a mother without a child. What am I ? I had a baby, but shes gone. Am I a mother?  What am I? Written by, Sue Chaidez