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
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