They are all around us,
Like the sky ,the sea ,the land.
They are the thousands of stars
That shine down upon us.
They are our daughters and our sons,
The pain on their fathers' faces,
The sorrow on their brothers' too,
Their sisters' tears slide softly down,
Their mothers' hearts broken in two.
We held their hands when they were little,
Let's hold them now and for ever in our hearts.
By Jean Pulford
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