As I laid her down to sleep
try as I may, I could not help but weep
someone said she was off to a better place
one where she would have enough space
I did not want to believe
but all I could do is wipe the tears
to the right, my son
his expression makes me white and numb
the relationship between the two
was one had amongst only few
to my left, my daughter
still holding the first bear she bought her
the crowd was quiet as the last words were said
they watched as she lowered to her final bed
final farewells were muttered until a rest
and they hated to say it but it was all for the best.