Her daddy tucked her into bed Gave her a kiss, and whispered, "I love you." Those would be, the last words he said, Her brown, loving eyes, his last view.
The impression was still on her pillow, Where her precious head, had last laid In the quiet comfort of her home, Where no child, should ever be afraid
Her school books lie out and ready, For a new day; her shoes on the floor The only things missing, a stuffed teddy And the innocence, we trusted before.
Her room will stay the way it was left With the lights on, until her daddy decides-- To turn off the lights; close the door, now bereft Of the warm, loving soul once inside.
She was taken, without mercy-- so cruel! Like a flower bud, cut before blossom, To her family, a stolen, crown jewel That sank all our hearts to the bottom
And from this abyss, we now sit in Our own demons, we now must face, Of mortal monster's, all consuming sin Their deeds, to all, a disgrace
But, as we pick up-- the sword of justice To see her eternal balance restored, Let us swear to remember, and keep in trust This child's blessed memory, ever more…
And with our oath, we shall promise To give thanks, for life's great blessing And live worthy, of those who have truly lost And learn from this essential lesson!
