-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