Why? - Poem by Lizzy Tomlinson
Four tiny golden halos,
Four tiny pairs of wings,
Four precious little Angels,
Didn't see their life begin.
Eight little eyes unopened,
Eight little hands unclasped,
Four tiny, little rose~bud lips,
To the breast, were never grasped.
Forty little fingers,
And forty little toes,
Failed to touch, or walk this Earth,
Why? No~body knows.
Comments about Why? by Lizzy Tomlinson
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You