You Lie There....So Cold And So Still

You lie there,
so cold and so still
as those waves washed you away
on a shore far far away.

They say you were Syrian
Running away from a war torn zone.
Running away from pain, angst and horror
As you climbed on that boat.

You must have left behind many things
a favorite toy, a blue blankie
or what about that car
you had asked for your Father so stubbornly?

What were you holding
when the waves were roaring?
What lullaby did your Mother sing?
Did your Father hold you tight
and said, 'everything will be alright?'

Shed no tear
O`Little One
for millions are now shedding for you.
Far away from darkness and fear,
you lie there
so cold and so still.