Tuesday * April 25, 2017 * 12:11 p.m. Hi Sweetpea, I was cleaning & shredding paperwork when I came across your memorial card with the Santo Nino. On the back is a poem: When GOD calls little children to dwell with HIM above, we mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His Love. 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 HE takes but a 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 little child departs, we who are left behind must realize GOD loves children. Angels are hard to find. Yes, HE took you and we are left with your memories. HE chose you because you were special. You were meant to be HIS Angel. Love and miss you always, Nana Dee