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They'll Say That God Had Need Of Her..
They'll say that God had need of her
Before her time,
That angels sought her company
For beauty's sake
In mind or soul,
That stars will shine far brighter
In the night of all their dread
Now that she is dead at six years old,
And they must feel the cold
Of her departure all the more,
Like one whose ship has left the shore
For far off places,
They must have her face in mind
To keep as photograph,
In silver frame,
Until such time
That she and they
Are once again in arm's fond hold
And all the love returns
To cease the cold
And lonely days of aching grief.
poem
by
Terry Collett
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