Soul Cries

My soul cries out for my daughter
Whom I never got to hold
My soul cries out for the memories
Which now will never unfold

I won't hear her first cries
Or count her fingers or toes
There won't be no first step
Or guiding her as she grows

There won't be no lullabys
No ribbons put in her hair
There won't be no birthdays
Or Christmas's to share

From her I'll hear no laughter
And she will never shed any tears
There will be no photo's
To show passage of her years

I don't know why it happened
That GOD took her from me
The only comfort I have is knowing
That in heaven is where she'll be


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