I sat there staring at the baby
Oh how she will never know her father
She is so clueless to the heart break around her.
Oh how she will barely remember her grandmother when she's older
She will only gaze at pictures
Oh how she will grow up without their love and guidance
They will be nothing but pictures
Oh how she will never know what their laugh sounds like, or the way their eyes light up
Oh how she will never know
~Angie Ace~
