Time is the trees in the breeze,
Time is the hanky in which we sneeze...

As her mother screamed and cried,
Her sick little child just sighed...

I love you Mummy, more than you could say,
Here or there, or any day...

Sister Sucy,
Went and stayed while she played...

Her name was whispered,
Gave joy to those who knew...

My heart is the wind,
Racing free and wild...

I love my little baby feet,
Above all I think she's sweet...

I love the world for what it is,
And when I'm happy, I know because of the poem...

Us children live in fear,
Of the things we are about to hear...

The rain pitter-pattering,
Sinking deep on the floor...

Life is beautiful,
Never ending ray of sun...

As my grandma told me a story one night,
Beware of the GibGobBabbleBoo...