~ 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 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 ~
The mention of my child's name
May bring tears to my eyes
But it never fails to bring music to my ears
If you are really my friend
Let me hear the beautiful music of his name
It soothes my broken heart and
Sings to my soul
~Author Unknown~
A child that loses a parent is an orphan.
A man who loses his wife is a widower.
A woman who loses her husband is a widow.
There is no name for a parent that loses a child,
for there is no word to describe the pain.
~Author Unknown ~
A mother holds her child's hands for a short time ~
but holds their hearts forever.
~Anonymous
The next two poems were given to me in memory of Austin. Please do not copy them without permission!
To my Dearest Family
Where I dwell, there is no pain
There is no cold, no dreary rain
I find a rainbow everyday
And touch the sun's most warming rays.
I know you wish that I were there
So you could hug and hold me near...
So you could see my bright eyes shine...
YET I AM YOURS and YOU ARE MINE!
You ponder the years that will come and go...
The little boy you won't watch grow
But treasure my safely within your hearts...
For there we shall not part.
I gaze on you from heaven above
I sense your thoughts and feel your love.
Please realize...Here, I am at peace.
I pray some of your pain may cease.
God did not create a "Never"
Hence once again, we'll be together
Until such time that we shall meet,
In altered words, may I repeat:
I AM SAFE...I AM WITH YOU...I LOVE YOU
Your Angel,
Austin
We know that everything works together
For the good of those who remain,
But we can’t always see the whole picture
Or know why we suffer such pain.
Your sweet little body and spirit
Had to struggle so greatly on earth,
And pain filled your every hour
From the very first moment of birth.
Your parents, your family, and others
All cry that your stay was too brief;
Your passing left arms far too empty
And hearts that are heavy with grief.
We don’t know for sure why God took you
To heaven to live with Him there,
But we do understand why He sent you—
You had courage and love to share.
And so we are grateful God spared you
For even so shortened a stay,
And we know that again we will see you
In heaven one glorious day.
With love from
Saralyn McAfee Smith
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