Remember the Children

The little girl lays sleeping In a pillow of shallow tears Her night was filled with sorrow And her deepest darkest fears She awakens to an empty room For her brother can not be found She quietly says another prayer As she lays her head back down For her brother has leukemia And he's fighting for his life The pain she feels is staggering And it cuts her like a knife "There's not much hope" the doctor says "And we're doing all we can" But her little brother, dying young Was something, she can't understand It's 3 am and the phone starts to ring "Oh no!" she says, "I hope everythings okay" It was the doctor, bearing bad news For her brother had passed away So remember the little children And their families, when you pray That one day soon, we'll find a cure And no one has to die this way