Kirk Anthony Morgan
November 11, 1958 - January 7, 1990


My Little Doll

by Equilla Morgan, Philip Bergman, Queenie Edwards, Roslyn Green, and Pei-Yeh Tsai


My little doll
With your curly black hair
So honest and kind
You were always right there
Just us two
Kirk, I love you


I fancy that I heard them say dear Lord thy will be done
For all the joy this child will bring the risk of grief I’ll run
And should the angels call for him much sooner than I planned
I’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand

You were our protector
Took care of us all
Looking out for our family
Still my little doll
Never afraid
Always so brave


I fancy that I heard them say dear Lord thy will be done
For all the joy this child will bring the risk of grief I’ll run
And should the angels call for him much sooner than I planned
I’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand

To All Parents by Edgar Guest
“I’ll lend you for a while a child of mine,” he said.
“For you to love the time he lives and mourn for when he’s dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
But will you, ‘til I call him back, take care of him for me?
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief,
You’ll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.”

“I cannot promise he will stay long, since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught down here I want this child to learn.
I’ve looked this wide world over in search of teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have decided you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
And hate me when I come to call to take him back again?”

I fancied that I heard you say, “Dear Lord, Thy will be done!”
For all the joy this child will bring, the risk of grief I’ll run.
I’ll shelter him with tenderness, I’ll love him while I may,
And for the happiness I’ve known, forever grateful stay.
And should the angels call for him much sooner than I planned,
I’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand!