My name is Kelsey, I’m only two. I’m way too young to know right from wrong, I can barely sing a children’s song. When you hurt me, why can’t you see, I don’t understand, I’m not even three. I try to walk, “can’t”. My little body’s black and blue and now you have taken my family too. I love my daddy and he loves me, Grandma, PaPa, where can you be? I don’t forget, I think of you and when I’m hurt, your love shines through. It’s dark in here, I can’t go on------No! Wait there’s light, an angel’s song. I feel God’s hand lift me away: he has the perfect place to play. I know you hurt, I see your tears, but only God knows why I’m here. Daddy, I’m okay, my body’s new and I will never, ever forget you. My name was Kelsey. by connie matthews