A Tribute to Kelly
Submitted by Melody
This was a poem I remember from years ago, author unknown......it's originally about the loss of a child:
I couldn't get the words of the poem out of my mind today thinking of the little owlet (Kelly).
So I changed it a bit. Apologies to the unknown author
So here's my version
When God calls little owlets
To dwell with him above,
We mortals sometime question
The wisdom of His love.
Perhaps God tires of calling
The aged to His fold,
So He picks a little owlet
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 owlet departs,
We who are left behind
Must realize God loves owls too, and
ANGELS ARE HARD TO FIND.
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