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In Loving Memory Of Gillian

~Gillian Rae Painter~
December 28 1998
September 23 2000

~A Special Star~

As you look up at the stars tonight, think of me
Seek out the brightest star in the Heavens and know it is me
Shining down on you wrapped in the light and the love of God above
For although I am now with Him I need you to know that I am also with you~Always
Shining down on those that I love
God's brightest most beautiful
~Special Star~

Kat 10/00

"Little Angels"

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 ths 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, and Angels are hard to find.

Author Unknown

"To All The Parents"

I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine, He said,
For you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you, and shall her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief,
I cannot promise she will stay,since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons, taught downthere, I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give her all your love nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call to take her back again?
I fancied that I heard them say, Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay;
But shall the angels call for her much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

Edgar Guest

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