With thoughts for all those who grieve for the children.
“Now, He didn’t give you that baby
No, not by a hundred thousand miles
He just thought you needed some sunshine
So. He lend him to ya for awhile.”
An excerpt from a story ‘bout a colored child’s funeral.
“And He let ya love and keep him
‘Til your hearts were big and grown
And these silver tears that your sheddin’
Why, they’re just interest on the loan.”
It was the story we chose to honor our one-year-old grandson, Titus, who we never had a chance to meet in this life. His final resting place is near our home.