Looking into a childs sad face
Watching as the tear drops trace
Little lines down their cheeks
Making it even harder for me to speak
Whats the price you would pay
To make the childs pain go away
Could it be measured in dollars and coins
Would it be worse than a kick to the groin?
Tomorrow this pain will be forever lost
Making us wonder at the cost
We try so hard to keep them from pain
But usually its all in vain
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