Gilman was thirteen years and six months old when he died.
An Angel On Loan
An Angel on loan,
Has now earned his wings,
Now his voice rises high,
With God's chorus he sings.
His life was a wonder,
Beautiful and Blessed,
Your hearts are now heavy,
Burdened by this test.
Remember the laughter,
The good times not bad.
Take time to cherish,
The time that you had.
Life is always on loan,
The end lingering near,
But with God's loving hand,
There is nothing to fear.
Celebrate his life,
He is always close by,
Tell him "I love you",
To hear an Angel sigh.
By: Author Unknown
Gilman was thirteen years and six months old when he died.
An Angel On Loan
An Angel on loan,
Has now earned his wings,
Now his voice rises high,
With God's chorus he sings.
His life was a wonder,
Beautiful and Blessed,
Your hearts are now heavy,
Burdened by this test.
Remember the laughter,
The good times not bad.
Take time to cherish,
The time that you had.
Life is always on loan,
The end lingering near,
But with God's loving hand,
There is nothing to fear.
Celebrate his life,
He is always close by,
Tell him "I love you",
To hear an Angel sigh.
By: Author Unknown
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