Now my Heart Aches,
For the ones that are lost;
To little to fight,
To small to hold on.

I knew them before,
And I still know them now;
So many little angels,
I don't understand how.

There was Amanda,
So timid and shy;
And Jonathon, What a sweet little guy.
Trisha, an outgoing little girl,
and Bobby with all those cute little curls.

But now they're with me,
Little fingers wrapped around my hand;
So loving and trusting,
I just don't understand.

Angels of Joy,
That should be alive;
But all that I hear,
Are their silent crys.
..................God