• I looked into my daddy’s room
    And it was quiet as a tomb
    I heard my mommy’s quiet cry
    Whispering, Whispering, “Why, oh why?”

    I saw two feet floating in the air
    Is that my daddy hovering there?
    Those are his favorite blue-grey socks
    Oh why, oh why can’t eyes fit through locks?

    I saw a wooden chair askew
    Who did that, daddy, was it you?
    And that letter on the floor below?
    What does it say? Do you know?

    I hear a gunshot, my oh my
    And suddenly I can’t hear my mommy’s cry
    Should I run? Should I get the phone?
    Now I know: I am all alone.