Silent Sea, tell this to me
where are the children that we used to be?

At picture shows where nobody goes
and only the heart can see.

Starry skies, soft lullabies
where do they go when their melodies die?

To a day far,far away
that only the heart may know

Falling tears, memories mirrors
where are the summers
oh, where are the years?

Carried far to a wandering star
that only the heart may know.
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ONLY THE HEART MAY KNOW
Dan Fogelberg

1-800-4-A-Child
National Child Abuse Hotline

1-800-THE-LOST
National Hotline for Missing and Exploited Children

I saw this day sweet flowers grow thick --
But not one like the child did pick.
I heard the packhounds in green park --
But no dog like the child heard bark.
I heard this day bird after bird --
But not one like the child has heard.
A hundred butterflies saw I --
But not one like the child saw fly.
I saw the horses roll in grass --
But no horse like the child saw pass.
My world this day has lovely been --
But not like what the child has seen.
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THE HAPPY CHILD
William Henry Davies