Too Pure

by Ron Tranmer

At the loss of a dear sweet child
words cannot explain,
how much the heart is broken,
or how awful is the pain.

Why doest Thou take little ones?
I asked as I knelt to pray.
I felt His spirit telling me;
They are too pure to stay.

I had the warmest feeling
That my child is happy and waits,
until we are together again
past Heaven's golden gates.

Time will reunite us.
In not too many years.
In heavens place, we'll embrace
and joy will replace tears.

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