I feel so very helpless, there's nothing I can do,
I'm thinking of a little girl, whom I hardly ever knew.
Dearest sweet Chelsea, all of twenty months old,
You've broken many hearts, left us feeling cold.
Since the mild Summer day in December, when you were born
All you knew was happiness, imparting your smile so warm.
I gaze at your photo and see your cute, cheeky face,
Never to be forgotten and can never be replaced.
I have my own beliefs, comparable to everyone,