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Monia Marie Pierce

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Monia Marie Pierce

Birth
Taylor County, Kentucky, USA
Death
6 Oct 1926 (aged 2 days)
Willowtown, Taylor County, Kentucky, USA
Burial
Buffalo, LaRue County, Kentucky, USA Add to Map
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~~~ Beloved Aunt ~~~



Monia was the beautiful little daughter of Roscoe and Mattie Pierce.



God makes the little babies
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.

He gives each to an Angel
And says: "Take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town."

"Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place."
He gives the Angel with it
A big soul-ful of grace.

God does so love those babies
It's all that he can do
To let the Angel take them --
But he loves Mothers too.

And so He says "I'll LEND you
This little one of mine"
The Angel folds its love
About the Gift divine.

The Angel watches over
The baby day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light.

God makes so many babies
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially--
We don't know why or when.

He whispers to its Angel:
"Bring baby back to me."
The Angel sees a lovely sight
That we someday may see.

It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering Him tiny babies
Whose souls are shining bright.

God does so love those babies
Whose souls are never dim:
And how He loves those parents
Who give them back to Him !!

Author Unknown











~~~ Beloved Aunt ~~~



Monia was the beautiful little daughter of Roscoe and Mattie Pierce.



God makes the little babies
He makes them every day
And though He loves them dearly
He gives them all away.

He gives each to an Angel
And says: "Take baby down
To such and such a mother
In such and such a town."

"Or such and such a cottage
In such and such a place."
He gives the Angel with it
A big soul-ful of grace.

God does so love those babies
It's all that he can do
To let the Angel take them --
But he loves Mothers too.

And so He says "I'll LEND you
This little one of mine"
The Angel folds its love
About the Gift divine.

The Angel watches over
The baby day and night
So glad to see that lovely soul
All shining in God's light.

God makes so many babies
And every now and then
He seems to want one specially--
We don't know why or when.

He whispers to its Angel:
"Bring baby back to me."
The Angel sees a lovely sight
That we someday may see.

It sees the souls of mothers
And fathers in God's light
Offering Him tiny babies
Whose souls are shining bright.

God does so love those babies
Whose souls are never dim:
And how He loves those parents
Who give them back to Him !!

Author Unknown










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