Wishing u where here

When god calls children
to dwell with him above,
we mortals sometime 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 tries of calling
the angle to his fold.
so he picks a rosebude befor he 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 world mankind knows
will always be goodbye
so when a little child departs
we who are let behind
must realise god loves children
angles are hard to find.