. . . IN LOVING MEMORY . .
There are times of sorrow in this life,
We will never understand;
When the only answer to our “why?”
Is to reach out for God’s hand.
To allow Him to give comfort,
When our world is upside down;
To let Him send his angels,
To find some solid ground.
When all around us comes undone,
And there is no reason nor rhyme;
“Why are they gone…And why so young?”
Will be answered in God’s time.
So, take comfort in the knowledge,
Though we do not understand;
That He sent angels to wing them home.
To Heaven…in God’s hands.
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