Dearest Alieah
My little girl
I always wanted a daughter,
Just like you...
My own little Jill,
with bright blue eyes
Your voice so sweet,
As you say, 'Mommy, I love you, '
Alieah, I finally have my own little angel-
And this one I can keep.
(10/8/07)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the angel that draws all our love...