A very personal little poem I wrote one day.

--KB

The Ones to be Known

There were five little ones That we never knew.
God thought it best to take them;
Their days on earth were few.

Although their passing is mourned,
We know our God knows best.
We still have eleven other arrows,
And for that, we are supremely blest.

Maddie...Michael...the three unnamed
Wee babes formed of flesh and bone
Will be, when we next see them,
Reborn, alive, in our heavenly home.