Artificial respiration for the lost,
conscience-stricken crowd,
inferiority complexes for the passionate,
although nothing could have been done.

Harmony and bliss,
for a child had been born.
An innocent soul,
with endless opportunity,
gifted with potential,
still, afflicted with pain.

Though everything was planned,
though passion and lust for life,
were mainly the issue.
This innocent child,
was meant to die alone,
heartbreaking for her surroundings.

One silent night,
where this child was left alone,
everything was thrown away,
for she had to do,
what she was destined to.
Do not try to fix her,
for she is not broken.
Once, her spirit will be revived.

In another lifetime,
hope and joy will replace their sorrow,
as they will be reunited.
This innocent little child,
was nothing less but a gift from above,
a child who shined like the sun,
filled everyone with laughter,
and took away the sorrow.

Like a narcotic for pain,
for a short thrill of life,
her innocence gave them back strength.
Thus, it was taken away,
the everlasting love will get them through.
Now to seize the dawn of a new day
- everyday a step closer to seeing her again.