O, Dry Your Glistening Tears
God has them in his arms
All the children and their heroes
O, the tragedy of New town
My heart is broken . . .
I weep and pray for the little ones
And those who died with them
And even those who survived
Each day a reliving pain . . .
Mourned throughout the world
The grief and suffering unbearable
God, it is so hard to fathom the evil
My heart is bleeding tears . . .
All those babies and the adults
Safe within Heavens gate now
Each with delicate and beautiful wings
Angels shining bright . . .
I pray for their families and friends
There is no answer to the question why
You can ask forever and never know
This existence borrowed time . . .
God, is our world so hopeless and evil
That our babies must die, needlessly
And those who try to protect them
O, dry your glistening tears . . .
In memory of
Charlotte, Daniel Olivia, Josephine, Ana, Dylan, Madelaine
Catherine, Chase, Jesse, James, Grace, Jack, Noah, Caroline
Jessica, Avielle, Benjamin, Allison, Emilie
and
Rachel, Lauren, Mary, Victoria, Dawn, and Anne
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December 23, 2012
Poetry/Verse/O, Dry Your Glistening Tears
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All Rights Reserved, 2012, Constance La France
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2012
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