Chelsea Mishelle Mace
January 19, 1991 - March 21, 1997
"I'll lend to you for a little time,
A child of mine," He said,
"For you to love while she lives
And mourn for when she's dead
"It may be six of seven years
Or twenty-two or three,
but will you till I call her back,
Take care of her for me?"
"She'll bring her charms to gladden you
And should her stay be brief,
You'll have these precious memories,
As solace for your grief."
"I cannot promise she will stay
since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn."
"I've looked this whole world over,
In my search for teachers true.
And in the crowds that throng life's land,
I have selected you."
"Now will you give her all your love
Not think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take her back again?"
It seems to me I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, Thy will be done.
For all the joys this child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run."
"We'll shelter her with tenderness,
We'll love her while we may,
and for the happiness we've known
Forever grateful stay."
"And should the angels call for her
much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes
And try to understand."
This is my brother's daughter, who was hit by a car. To all who love to speed. We ask of you to take caution when driving in neighborhoods where children are at play. We love our children and do want to keep them with us as long as we can. If God wants to take them home that will be fine but, please don't you help them along.
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