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by Traci
Swinehart
I
want to teach you all the things
A little girl should know
About the little boys
And how the flowers grow
I want to show you the stars
All the constellations in the sky
I want to hold you in my arms
Cradling your baby sigh
Beautiful baby I can't see you
Rebecca where'd you go?
Are you talking with the angels
Playing in clouds as white as snow?
I want you to know your sister
And play together in the sun
How can I explain to her
Your life is over before it's begun
She sometimes asks the question
But she's yet to young to understand
Where you went and why you're gone
And why you'll never hold her hand.
Traci Swinehart
in loving memory
for Rebecca |
