Caleb Kole Kmieciak's Obituary
Little Angels
When God calls little children
to dwell 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
and so he takes but a 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 children
for angels are hard to find.
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