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 this is difficult
still somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be good-bye.

So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
angels are hard to find.

(Author: Unknown to Me)

In Loving Memory

of

Roger & Russ Martin

Roger-Sept. 2, 1956--Nov. 9, 1976

Russ--Sept. 2, 1956--Feb. 9, 1961

Roger and Russ at age 2

You are greatly missed by your family,
especially your Mother "Monette"
your sisters Cindy and Bonnie
and your brothers Fred and Edward

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