Missing Angels

Dedicated to all the missing children and their families and loved ones

 

 

         

Dark curls that danced on a little girl’s head

Little children that once played happily in the street

The innocent look in a small boy’s eyes

Laughing and playing hide and go seek

 

But where are the children

All the empty swings that swayed in the breeze

Where are the missing angels who are lost

Playing in leaves and rain drops that playfully tease

 

All the missing angels taken from their homes 

Far away in the distance where no one can see

Grief too sad for parents and loved ones who’ve lost

Oh I pray someday that you’ll all be free

 

 

 

 

 By ladeeanne anne p murray 2012

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

It is so sad that some children don't have a chance to be kids and feel the freedom of innocents... a very heart wrenching poem... "God bless the child that suffers." Lyrics from a Shania Twain song.