Savannah Smiles

Midnight late last week, my daughter's diary

Didn't know what it might be 'til it was open

I only read one page and then put it away

Talk about your big mistakes, hey, Shan, nice goingPhotos show no tears, in her eyes

All those pretty years gone by

I just cannot believe, could do that to a child

A child, a childShannon just flew down, four days back in town

She sleeps and lies around and then she goes up

And then one day she's gone, what should I have done?

Joe turns the TV on with all the lights outPhotos on the wall

She's my baby, she's my baby doll

Is she someone I don't know at all?

Is she someone I betrayed?It's a great day in the fall

And the radio's singing down the hall

And I rise to turn it off cause all I'm seeing is her face

Age eight, eight