How will he know, how will he know

He hasn't ears that can hear when I cry

A mothers tears, can't make him whole

No happy ending however I try





But lately as pearls of happiness accrue

He shines through, forever

Le Petit boufand du bon Dieu





There's none so blind, so far away

No recognition when eye looks to eye

Yesterdays joys, are gone today

No recollection no need to reply