We Shall Never Know Poem by Peter Strugnell

no class that morning you could see the joy in his eyes
for someone so young it was right to study life
he climbed the hillside as often he had done before
wanting to learn of nature and it's own law

fourteen summers old and unaware of the danger
in his world he and mortality were a stranger
from the ragged cliff edge where the Eagle flies
his soul was taken chasing butterflies

so hey, we shall never know,
what you would have done, if you were allowed to grow
so hey, live like it's your last day
live life to the full, that's what I say
(and I hope that I will)
and you, you who was so young
well even you knew that life should be fun

a time of pure innocence and simple ties
a childlike honesty with no adult lies
to me forever young, you will never grow old
to those you met and to those you'll never know