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"I'll lend you for a little time
A child of mine," He said,
"For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he is dead.


"It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three;
But will you, 'til I call him back
Take care of him for me?


"He'll bring his charms to gladden you
And shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories
As solace for your grief.


"I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return;
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.


"I've looked the wide world over
In search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes
I have selected you.


"Now will you give him all your love
Nor think the labor vain;
Nor hate Me when I come to call
And take him back again?"


I fancied that I heard them 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 him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known
Forever grateful stay.


"But shall the Angels call for him
Much sooner then we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand."

--- Anon

Come To Me


God saw you getting tired when a cure
was not to be.
He closed his arms around you and
whispered “Come To Me”


In tears we saw you fade away.
Our hearts were broken--we wanted
you to stay.


But, when we saw you sleeping, so
peacefully free from pain, we could not
wish you back to suffer so again.


So keep your arms around our Lord
and give you special care.
Make up for all you suffered and all
that seemed unfair.


The Broken Chain

We little knew that day, that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
in death we do the same.


It broke our hearts to lose you.
You did not go alone,
for part of us went with you,
the day God called you home.


You left us peaceful memories,
your love is still our guide,
and though we cannot see you,
you are always at our side.


Our family chain is broken,
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one.
The Chain will link again.



If tears could build a stairway,
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.


No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say good-bye,
You were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart aches so in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know....

--Author Unknown








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