Little Tommy
Tears flow free from Tommy's eyes while he does cry
As he see's the bombs fall from out of the sky
One blink off an eye and it all could be gone
Screaming for his mother wondering what he has done wrong
All he wants to do is go play with his toys
But doesn't understand what's with all the noise
Starring around looking for a familiar face he knows
Wondering why people have red on their faces and clothes
Tears flow free from tommy's eyes while he does cry
As he see's the bombs fall from out of the sky
One blink off an eye and it all goes dark......
Copyright © Michelle Connor | Year Posted 2006
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