Our children all died suddenly.
Their hearts just stopped one day.
One minute they were with us—
Then taken swift away.

We pray they are in heaven,
Just waiting for us there.
And though we know this in our souls,
The loss is hard to bear.

We never knew they were at risk—
We never thought to ask.
We trusted all authorities,
Not bringing them to task.

But now we know, and pain is deep—
So deep we can’t convey.
And though we try to move ahead,
We miss them every day.

So we’re harnessing our sorrow,
We’re channeling our pain—
So that their lives—so quickly lost—
Will never be in vain.