In Memory of Little Bossie Bale
Little Bossie has gone on and left us with saddened hearts, and a lonely home. He came into our home like a ray of sunshine. Brightening our lives with his lovely presence, winning his way to our hearts until we loved him so well, it was anguish to give him up. He was too pure for this sinful world, so the good Lord called him to him self before a taint of sin had touched our darling He came as an angel teaching us the way to Christ and perhaps his baby hands are beckoning us from the great white throne, it is hard so hard to give our darling baby up to leave us who want him so much, with desolate hearts and lonely home, no other baby had ever come to our home, none can be so sweet so lovely so near and dear, yet we will sadly bow our heads and murmer in Submission thy will of Lord not mine. The brightness, The Joy, has gone from our home, and we miss our little darling more than words can tell but we pray and hopt to meet him in heaven and that beautiful blue eyes that looked at us so lovingly will welcome us there. - Mattie
Little Bossie has gone on and left us with saddened hearts, and a lonely home. He came into our home like a ray of sunshine. Brightening our lives with his lovely presence, winning his way to our hearts until we loved him so well, it was anguish to give him up. He was too pure for this sinful world, so the good Lord called him to him self before a taint of sin had touched our darling He came as an angel teaching us the way to Christ and perhaps his baby hands are beckoning us from the great white throne, it is hard so hard to give our darling baby up to leave us who want him so much, with desolate hearts and lonely home, no other baby had ever come to our home, none can be so sweet so lovely so near and dear, yet we will sadly bow our heads and murmer in Submission thy will of Lord not mine. The brightness, The Joy, has gone from our home, and we miss our little darling more than words can tell but we pray and hopt to meet him in heaven and that beautiful blue eyes that looked at us so lovingly will welcome us there. - Mattie
In Memory of Little Bossie Bale
Little Bossie has gone on and left us with saddened hearts, and a lonely home. He came into our home like a ray of sunshine. Brightening our lives with his lovely presence, winning his way to our hearts until we loved him so well, it was anguish to give him up. He was too pure for this sinful world, so the good Lord called him to him self before a taint of sin had touched our darling He came as an angel teaching us the way to Christ and perhaps his baby hands are beckoning us from the great white throne, it is hard so hard to give our darling baby up to leave us who want him so much, with desolate hearts and lonely home, no other baby had ever come to our home, none can be so sweet so lovely so near and dear, yet we will sadly bow our heads and murmer in Submission thy will of Lord not mine. The brightness, The Joy, has gone from our home, and we miss our little darling more than words can tell but we pray and hopt to meet him in heaven and that beautiful blue eyes that looked at us so lovingly will welcome us there. - Mattie
Little Bossie has gone on and left us with saddened hearts, and a lonely home. He came into our home like a ray of sunshine. Brightening our lives with his lovely presence, winning his way to our hearts until we loved him so well, it was anguish to give him up. He was too pure for this sinful world, so the good Lord called him to him self before a taint of sin had touched our darling He came as an angel teaching us the way to Christ and perhaps his baby hands are beckoning us from the great white throne, it is hard so hard to give our darling baby up to leave us who want him so much, with desolate hearts and lonely home, no other baby had ever come to our home, none can be so sweet so lovely so near and dear, yet we will sadly bow our heads and murmer in Submission thy will of Lord not mine. The brightness, The Joy, has gone from our home, and we miss our little darling more than words can tell but we pray and hopt to meet him in heaven and that beautiful blue eyes that looked at us so lovingly will welcome us there. - Mattie
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