Jaylen Thomas Washington
January 1, 1753
Little Angels When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometime 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 a 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 "Goodbye." So when a little child departs, we who are left behind, Must realize God loves children, Angels are hard to find.
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My little angel mommy and daddy loves you so very much. The brief moment i spent with you i will always cherish. I was so looking forward to bringing you in this world and loving you with every bone in my body. It’s still hard for me and i still shed tears but i’m taking it day by day. You are such a blessing in a way you will never know. My precious baby boy until we meet again….xoxo LOVE MOMMY