by Ron and Mabel Hyatt
God let me hold, four little angels,
Long enough to open my heart,
Each in turn shared their love,
Then sadly we had to part.
But our time it was a blessing,
Through them I will always know,
Though Gods' way remains a mystery,
Through their passing He let me grow.
At first angry and then bitter,
I struggled so hard to understand,
"Why Lord take the innocents",
He then offered His open hand.
Next to the scar of crucifixion,
He allowed me the blessing to see,
So gently held, the four little angels,
Through whom He shared His love with me.
I heard:
"From my heart to my hand, passed unto yours,
Then back to mine once more,
The cycle of life, the truth of love,
Now and forever as always before".
Ron Hyatt 032705
Titusville Fl.

321-784-1468
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