Why does life pass so fast?
You look up and it's gone..
A hit and run oh the fun...
The poor innocent soul was left for dead in the street..
Black and green eyes never to be seen..
She looked right at me,
I saw the fear in her eyes..
Why must there be so much pain in this place?
The tears start falling
Why her?
I ask myself
She must have been loved by someone somewhere..
I wonder if they'll miss her..
Why do we have to lose the things we love?
I saw it happen
the life so short cut right in half
Oh that innocent soul now in a better place
The look on her little face will haunt me til i die,
A life to short..
My poor little green eyes
Little green eyes now with Jesus
Rest is peace my dear and know no fear
(Written after I saw a cat get ran over.. =(poor lil thing R.I.P green eyes3)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem