human
Finland is so large, and we are so small, sighed the little girl,
gpt
I don't think we will ever find our home.
human
Do you believe in God?
gpt
Yes, you know I do,
human
Remember then, continued the brother,
gpt
Yes, he will,
human
That's our birch!
gpt
That is our star,
human
Here is the barn where father's horses stood,
gpt
I am sure this is the well where mother raised water for the cattle,
human
Here are two small crosses under the birch. I wonder what that means,
gpt
I am afraid to go in, said the girl.
human
What if Father and Mother are not living, or think if they don't know us. You go in first, brother.
gpt
Now spring has come again, birds are singing, flowers are peeping up everywhere, but there is no new hope of joy in our hearts. We have lost all our children, two are resting under the birch, and far sadder--two are in the land of the enemy, and we shall never see them on earth. It is hard to be alone when one grows old.
human
I have not given up hope. God is mighty, he led the people of Israel out of their imprisonment. If he so wills he has the power to give us back our children.
gpt
Oh, what a blessing that would be,
human
Come nearer children, said the man,
gpt
And to each other the old people said,
human
Our children would have been just their ages if we had been allowed to keep them, and they would have been just as beautiful,
gpt
We are your children whom God in a wonderful way has led back from the foreign land.