S/O Leford N. & Patricia Lanham Carroll / Grandson of Victor L. & Barbara Carrell Carroll. & Jon & Kathy Johnson
*A Very Special thanks To Jerry & Cindy. It is very much appreciated.*
Little Angels
When God calls little angels
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the widsom of His love.
For no heartbreak 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 work 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.
*A Very Special thanks To Jerry & Cindy. It is very much appreciated.*
Little Angels
When God calls little angels
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the widsom of His love.
For no heartbreak 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 work 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.
S/O Leford N. & Patricia Lanham Carroll / Grandson of Victor L. & Barbara Carrell Carroll. & Jon & Kathy Johnson
*A Very Special thanks To Jerry & Cindy. It is very much appreciated.*
Little Angels
When God calls little angels
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the widsom of His love.
For no heartbreak 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 work 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.
*A Very Special thanks To Jerry & Cindy. It is very much appreciated.*
Little Angels
When God calls little angels
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the widsom of His love.
For no heartbreak 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 work 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.
