Infant son of Edmund and Marjorie L. Crouch. Brother of Jane, Richard, David, Janet, Robert, Danny, Martha, and Steve.
~Little Angel~
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 good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
angels are hard to find.
~Unknown~
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We would like to thank all the kind and caring people who leave flowers and messages for our little brother. And a very SPECIAL thank you to Judy & Becky W. for sponsoring Rays memorial.
~Little Angel~
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 good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
angels are hard to find.
~Unknown~
=============================
We would like to thank all the kind and caring people who leave flowers and messages for our little brother. And a very SPECIAL thank you to Judy & Becky W. for sponsoring Rays memorial.
Infant son of Edmund and Marjorie L. Crouch. Brother of Jane, Richard, David, Janet, Robert, Danny, Martha, and Steve.
~Little Angel~
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 good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
angels are hard to find.
~Unknown~
=============================
We would like to thank all the kind and caring people who leave flowers and messages for our little brother. And a very SPECIAL thank you to Judy & Becky W. for sponsoring Rays memorial.
~Little Angel~
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 good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
angels are hard to find.
~Unknown~
=============================
We would like to thank all the kind and caring people who leave flowers and messages for our little brother. And a very SPECIAL thank you to Judy & Becky W. for sponsoring Rays memorial.
