As children we let balloons soar to the skies
For God's wisdom we asked but why?
For a child should not feel such pain
Nor pale blue skies produce tears of rain
But we know our loved ones look down on us
And in your name we place our trust
The days past by children's compassion shown
The rain that produces the green grass grown
And in faith we no longer ask but Why"
Those dark blue balloons faded now pale
And to the heavens our balloons endless sail
Well find a destination at heaven gate
Where we know our loved ones for us do wait