Jacob James Van Heeringen

with Him above, we mortals always

question the wisdom of His love.

For no heartache compares with the

death of one small child who does so

much to make this world seem wonderful

and mild.

Perhaps God tires always calling the

aged to His fold, and so He picks a

rosebud before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,

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 that mankind knows

will always be “goodbye”.

And so when little ones depart – we

who are left behind must realize how

much God loves little children – for

angels are hard to find.