Don't Forget About Me

I was only five years old back then
Most of you remember when


They said I vanished in the night
Then they said that wasn’t right


They said, by accident, I died
Some still believe that they lied


Someone, somewhere out there knows
The truth of how my story goes


So think of me, God’s little lamb
And tell them where I really am


Picture my sweet and innocent face
And help bring justice to my case


It’s been awhile since ‘93
But “Please don’t forget about me!”

Copyright © 2007 April Broome