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This is about my 10 year old. |
My precious little daughter A beautiful green eyed girl Her fear of death consumes her It is starting to rule her world She is frantic every evening When it's time to go to bed And always scared to go to sleep Afraid she'll end up dead She asks me so many questions Like, Why do we have to die Gently I tell her it's part of life About this I cannot lie I do my best to convince her She has many more years to live I know she doesn't believe me What other advice could I give I tell her it just doesn't happen To a healthy little girl And promise to keep her safe and sound For to me, she means all the world So perhaps, in my arms I will hold her And wipe all her tears away I'm not able to change the cycle of life Unfortunately that's here to stay |