God Only Knows

She'll never see the beauty of a sunrise.

Nor pick a flower blowin' in the wind.

She will never climb up to sit on daddy's knee

Never spend a summer day with her best friend.

She'll never bake cookies with mommy Never know what it's like to be sixteen

Never share her love with that special someone Never have the family of her childhood dreams.

He'll never celebrate his first birthday

You'll never hear him call your name out loud

He will never run across a grassy meadow Nor will he be the little boy that makes you proud

He will never go fishin' with daddy Nor have the joy of buying his first car

He will never get to have his own family Nor hear

his little boy wish upon a star

Day by day and one by one we're killing our future By the thousands every day across our land

Can you tell what has happened to America? Is there anyone who dares to make a stand?

We have the blood of little children on our hands Only God knows just what they could have been.

But in heaven God is picking up the pieces Of the countless treasures we have thrown away

While slowly reshaping and remolding Those precious little helpless lumps of clay

So lovingly he holds them in his hand Only God knows just what they could have been.

I copied this from God Only Knows blog.

~Naomi~