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Friday, July 8, 2011
Lovin' Lyrics Music Promotions: "She's Going Places": A Tribute Song for Caylee An...
"Source: www.countryaircheck.com WQYK/Tampa's Cledus T. Judd, Rascal Flatts' Gary LeVox and Jimmy Yeary have written a ' Caylee Anthony Tri..."
She was just a baby, barely 2 years old
A story that shouldn’t have to be told
See that little girl with big brown eyes
Stole our hearts and touched our lives
Now we cry, ’cause we can’t understand
You see she wanted to learn to play guitar,
Be a ballerina or movie star
She could’ve gone so far
She can be anything that she wants to
She can ride her bike every afternoon
She can laugh and play
With her dolls and games
Just like all little girls should get to do
Too young for her life to be taken
She’s going places
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I bet she’d spend her time skipping rope
Drawing rainbows on streets that are paved with gold
Get to ride a big wheel jumping curves
In a parking lot of a great big church
And I wish I could see it all
But her memory will live on right here
Till i get over there
And see her again
She can be anything that she wants to
She can ride her bike every afternoon
She can laugh and play in those backyard games
Just like all little girls should get to do
Too young for her life to be taken
Shes going places
She can play kickball
Go swim and see-saw
Just like all little girls should get to do
We will sing sweet Caylee’s praises
She’s safe in the arms of God’s good graces
She’s going places
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Caylee's Poem
Caylee's Poem..
The months went on, and nobody new where to find you,
Frantically searching near and far without a sign, or clue.
The police interrogating your mother who seemed not to care,
With no emotion, knowing the truth, she wouldn't tell them where.
Looking into her eyes the demon within was revealed,
...When all along deep inside she knew that you were killed.
With hopes high, though months continued to roll by,
Frustration settled in while police searched low and high.
Questioning how could the mother be so cold,
With her missing child that wasn't but three years old.
Millions following this story in complete disbelief,
The hearts of many uncontrollably filling with grief.
Praying everyday that you would be found alive,
Until that day when hopes where high, took a dramatic dive.
All hope was gone when your body was found,
Lifeless in the woods as you laid on the ground.
When the story reached my eyes and ears,
My eyes waterfalled with tears.
I was angry, infuriated, uncontrollably emotional,
I was overwhelmed with a feeling that is indescribable.
My mind has been tortured with the haunting realism,
That regardless of the threats and criticism.
The evil that can be simmering inside a human body,
Can be exploded on to a little baby.
Be in peace with Jesus, Caylee.
The evil in this world has set you free.
"In Memory of Caylee Anthony"
2005-2008
By Diana Marie