A PRAYER FOR CAYLEE AND ALL CHILDREN

We don't know why

It happened, and

We truly don't understand,

We feel that

You were a part of

All families

In our Lands.

Your short sweet life

Has touched our hearts,

So many people prayed

You never will be

Forgotten,

As we live from

Day to day.

The pain that you

Did suffer,

To understand is not

Only God knows

How a mother,

Could be so evil

And kill her only tot.

Your family mourns

A precious loss,

They are so

Very sad,

Our prayers go

Out to Grandma,

And also your Granddad.

So many tears were

Shed that day,

When they found

Your small remains,

How many children

Have to live with abuse

We cry, our pillow stains.

I know your life was short

Dear Caylee,

You suffered needlessly,

But now you smile from up above

You have finally been

Set free.

If you could tell

All children,

And a message to

Your Grandparents send,

Of what it's like

In Heaven,

Their hearts would surely mend.

I write this poem

For Caylee,

I write for all abuse

Of children who live

In horror and pain,

Of all MONSTERS

On the loose.

Written by: Mary Graziano