Those little hands they'll never hold,
those life stories left untold.
Life events that won't unfold,
God bless the little ones.
Hearts torn apart large holes to fill,
no easy laughter all is still,
taken too soon at evil's will,
God bless the little ones.
It will now be known in history,
as yet one more remembrance day,
the day that love was stolen away,
God bless the little ones.
Enquiring minds won't have their say,
never to laugh nor to just play.
Snatched away that fateful day,
God bless the little ones.
Engulfing sadness holds me still,
no senior prom dreams to fulfill,
I often wonder at HIS will,
God bless the little ones.
Tomorrow is promised to no one,
rise up, go forth, love life, have fun.
Live for the adults they should have become
God bless the little ones.
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