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<p align="left">Dear David and Kelly,</p>
<p align="left">This is a little poem that I would like to share with you that has be near to my heart for many year.</p>
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<p align="center">When God calls little children<br />
to dwell with him above,<br />
We mortals sometime question<br />
the wisdom of his love<br />
For no heartache compares with<br />
the death of one small child<br />
Who does so much to make our world,<br />
seem wonderful and mild<br />
Perhaps God tires of calling<br />
the aged to his fold,<br />
So He picks a rosebud,<br />
before he can grow old.<br />
God knows how much we need them,<br />
and so he takes but a few<br />
To make the land of Heaven<br />
more beautiful to view.<br />
Believing this is difficult still<br />
somehow we must try,<br />
The saddest word mankind knows will always be 'Goodbye.'<br />
So when a little child departs<br />
we who are left behind<br />
Must realize God loves children,<br />
Angels are hard to find.<br />
-Unknown</p>
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<p>I love you all,</p>
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<p>Uncle Mark</p>
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