I have a voice !

Of one little girl’s mom, whose life was taken away.

That night she wouldn’t know

Of the pain and sorrow she would slowly grow.

It was the fault of a man

A man with a terrible plan,

To pull the trigger

To make a hole bigger

In the heart of a family, and of a girl,

She was only three.

She’d miss her much, so very much

She would never get to see her wonderful mom again.

Only in pictures, and in her dreams

But those are never as they seem.

She’d try and try to wish her back

But she could never seem to get on the right track

Her hugs, that’s what she’d miss the most

Now her mom was just an angel, a ghost

She loved her grandma and grandpa,

But now she called them mom and dad

Though eventually she’d moved on

The pain in her heart had never gone

She loved her grandparents all the same

And she would never be ashamed

With the help of her family she had written a new page,