Her Little Christmas

She looks out the window
watches the snow fall
she cant wait until tomorrow
its her most favorite holiday of all

She seems to be shaking
but its not for that day
her room has gotten so cold
because her father took the hear away

the only blanket she has
is raped around her tight
she id so cold she is crying
because she wont make it through tonight

Her father leaves bruises
upon her pale skin
and no matter what happens
she still smiles within

She's always by herself
locked away in her room
she has her teddy bear
but its like her tomb

she seems to forgotten
what food tastes like
but for her Christmas
she doesn't want a bike

For this Christmas
she'd like to keep her life
and possibly is Santa's not busy
get her father a new wife

as she slowly begining to close her eyes
and feel her life begin to go
what she really gets for Christmas
she will never seem to know

when her father wakes up
and remembers what he had done
he walks over to her bedroom
and knocks to say "you up Hun?"

Her father begins to worry
goes to Gusgoes room for the key case
opens her bedroom door to see her dead
with a smile on her face

maybe if he cared
more instead of less
his little baby girl could have
made it through Christmas