Just A Child Poem by kristi weatherman

I was only two years old
with beautiful brown eyes and hair
I was just a tiny ole thing
still needing care

I loved to run and play
learning new things
was everything I had to gain

My life was cut to short
for my mother wanted much more
If you watch CNN
You should know what happen then

If I knew that day
I was in harms way
I would have never ran into
my mommies arms

I was found after I turned only three
but the only thing left of me
was my skelton and bones

I guess my mommie has
what she wanted now
a 8 x 8 room
with a pretty steel door

My life here is much better
It has clouds and blue skies
and the most beautiful Angels
that ever have I saw