A Lost Child

She walked out in beauty that warm summers evening
A flower-filled portrait, young womanhood's face
A spring in her footsteps, a tinkling of laughter
Weaving a soft web of youth's special place

A mother's dear baby, a father's sweet darling
She dances through shadows, smiles sunshine in rain
Embraces the pleasures that life has to offer
Brings back the promise of good times again

Someone was waiting to stifle her thunder
Crushing the magical flame of her youth
Darkened the shadows through which she'd been dancing
Murdered the wonder of life's hallowed thruth

May the thief in the night who has stolen her splendour
Be called to account at the end of his time
His claim to humanity he must surrender
Eternally damned by the weight of his crime

Let those who have loved her remember her magic
The truth of her being fills down all their days
Her music shall sing through, a light in their darkness
No moment obscure her, no memory erase.