Sierra Lynn Buckius

January 9, 2008 - March 5, 2008

Died of pneumonia


Author Unknown

I'll lend you for a little while, a child of mine, He said. For you to love while it lives, and give it a warm bed. It will bring it's charm to gladden you, and it's stay will be brief.  You'll have it's lovely memories for years beyond belief.  Now you will give it all your love - not think the labor vain.  Nor hate me when I come to call to take it back again.  I fancied that I heard it say "Dear Lord, thy will be done."   For all the joy this child shall bring, the risk of grief will run. We'll shower it with tenderness, and love it while we may.   And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay.  And should the angel call for him to go it on it's own someday.   We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, those times it's away.