-A Little Girl-

A little girl

Not yet knowing of everything she could be

I write to her though she never really knew me

A little girl

Without a voice

She never got a say in choice

A little girl

So young and cold

Suffocating in a deathly hold

A little girl

Lying down for a nap in bed

And on her daddy's watch she was pronounced dead

A little girl

His precious baby love

Rose on heavenly wings to a place up above

A little girl

That last the war and breaths no more

But no matter where she is, I hope she can soar