This is for all those babies who don't really get a crack at life.
Why do those we love have to die? Do they fly up to the sky? Or do they float back down to earth Watching those remember their birth;Crying, weeping, with hopeless mirth
I wish it didn't have to be so I wish those we love didn't have to go They went too soon They went to quick The memories of them will always stick
Their cooing voices, and babbling tongues Innocent eyes And far from scum Their sweet, sweet scent And soft, silky skin God has claimed them again Their eyes and tongues and skin
We mourn them still Those new, sweet souls Who never got to achieve their Goals; goals of love and life. Goals ending in dreadful strife Please everyone remember the children who have died no clamber
Remember these lost souls PLEASE COMMENT OR SHARE THIS BRING AWARENESS TO THESE BABIES AND CHILDREN Thank you....