Audrey Heller (2/28/32 / Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida)
It's still a miracle, how a life
comes to form! And it's still
a miracle, everytime a baby's
born. There's no greater joy,
between a husband and wife,
when together they bring into
this world, a brand new life.
Now, here at last is your darling
baby! The one you've waited for.
As you take him, or her in your
arms, hold them, hug them, kiss
them, cuddle them, for today,
tomorrow and forever more!
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