[Congressional Record Volume 168, Number 147 (Tuesday, September 13, 2022)]
[Extensions of Remarks]
[Page E920]
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THE LITTLEST OF ANGELS, IN REMEMBRANCE OF THE CHILDREN WHO DIED ON 9/11

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                       HON. ANDREW R. GARBARINO-

                              of new york

                    in the house of representatives

                      Tuesday, September 13, 2022

  Mr. GARBARINO. Madam Speaker, I include in the Record a poem, The 
Littlest of Angels, by Albert Carey Caswell.

     Rise.
     Rising up to Heaven with tears in their eyes.
     So very protected the while,
     held so very tenderly with the Lord at their side.
     Rise up to heaven now my sweet child.
     A child,
     is but such a warm smile.
     For within them so lies,
     the very hope of all of Woman and Mankind.
     Where all our bright futures so lie.
     A bright light,
     now with the warm glow of an Angel in flight.
     The true validation that God so exists,
     and of which all is so right.
     Those little ones whose hearts to ours such warm feelings 
           ignite.
     Where, all of our dreams so begin and so end on this night.
     With such promise, such bright lights, such high hopes, such 
           smiles,
     and wonderful laughs bringing us delight.
     As we gaze at them so very closely in time,
     surely its there we find our Lord's hand upon them so divine.
     When, such a wicked dark evil comes in we find.
     Stealing away these lives so very precious,
     ones of such promise and light in hearts and in minds.
     For word's can't express this the world's darkest of all 
           sins.
     As its here on earth our tragic pain cry begins.
     Knowing we will never see them again.
     Oh these dark hearted deeds,
     foul works all planted by The Devil's henchmen these seeds.
     Of such wickedness,
     all in these most nefarious of all acts.
     Bringing heartache and grief these true sons of Satan heart 
           contracts.
     `Oh the tears, oh the tears,
     for all of those lost precious stolen years.
     As a torrent of heartache and grief upon hearts appears.
     Forever and a day flows here.
     A child now forever to be,
     not to blossom and grow tall like a tree.
     To give the world a life's journey.
     With their fruition upon earth to see.
     Growing old and wise from love's seed.
     And the great blessing of a family.
     For all those broken hearts now left behind,
     try to find some solace to escape your misery.
     In knowing the darkness is no match for the light.
     And all your loved ones dwell as Angels from here to eternity 
           in heaven's light.
     Raining tears, raining tears,
     as our children cry here.
     With his arms all around them,
     as our lord now wipes their tears.
     ``My children you have nothing to fear''.
     One day your family will all be here.
     Come to me and spend the rest of eternity here.
     Our life is but a short one upon this Mother Earth.
     And from a distance what now seems but only the worst.
     Is not,
     for an eternity up in Heaven with our Lord is that not for 
           what we all search?
     Amen.

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