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Toothless smile, you lit up the room
Eleven months, too young to go.

Virginal in an austere world.

Your Daddy loved you too much, but he couldn’t care for himself.
He held you tight in his arms, but you couldn’t fight his war.

On Mother’s Day, she hurried home in hope to kiss your face.

Uuh-la-la (x4)

As pure as a snowdrop, and ready to flourish
But our cruel world stumped your growth
‘Til you couldn’t breathe no more.

Found in a pool of pain, he wears a burden across his town face

Uuh-la-la (x8)

Children shouldn’t have to go, but the angels called from above.
A church brimmed with aching hearts,
It was clear you were loved.

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