• The feeling is dark.
    The world not at peace
    As the sky fills with a darkening sorrow
    For the soul that has lost
    Lost the battle of survival
    Just after a few minutes of life
    The poor little girl took her first breath
    Then passed away
    so now she gone and away
    In the hands of thy lord and thy savior
    She rest peacefully in his arms and sings with the angels