A little boy was born today
His mother will cry by his grave everyday
A place in our hearts
That can not be placed
For we can no more see this little boy's face
A face that should have a smile
She should be able to hear him cry a while
She won't be able to see him crawl
She won't be able to sing him a song
She would love to see him giggle or walk
Or hear his first talk
But it won't be
For as you see
He didn't live for that long
She didn't even hear him cry
Or sang him a song
All I can do
Is be by her side
To help her threw this terrible time.
