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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 a 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 "goodbye".
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children
Angels are hard to find.
Author Unknown
THE DANCE
Song by Garth Brooks
Looking back,
on the memory of
the dance we shared
beneath the stars above
For a moment
all the world was right,
how could I have known
that you'd ever say goodbye
And I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end,
the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance
I could've missed the pain,
but I'd a had to miss the dance.
Holding you
I held everything
for a moment, wasn't I the king?
If I'd only known how the king would fall
and who's to say...
you know I might have changed it all
And I'm glad I didn't know
the way it all would end,
the way it all would go.
Our lives are better left to chance
I could've missed the pain
but I'd a had to miss the dance
Yes, my life is better left to chance
I could've missed the pain
but I'd a had to miss the dance.....
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