A Child Like Grace

A child like grace

I wish you could've seen her face

How bright that sunflower shoneWith a child like grace

Running all around the place

It should be said, "My, how you've grown"She was only three

When she taught herself to read

I do not like them, Sam I amShe taught us how to love

We learned so much but not enough

I'm sure that's when we learned to give a damnShe will grace our lives no more

She was only four

She died before she was fiveNow it's a grave mistake

God in His wisdom makes

What does he care? He fashioned us from clayNow lay me down in a bed of sunflowers

Overgrown and wild

I've survived my own childSee the fields and meadows crying, yeah

Proud dandelion heads turned gray

Now the wind in a puff blows you awayMary had a baby