To Katja,
mama can i fly?
mama can i fly? fly into the unknown..where no one can find me even on their tippy toes. mama can i fly? to meet that someone watching me. to meet my only angel. mama can i? i just wanna spread my wings and fly. no more pain no more cries i don't want to die but mama can i once? spread my wings and fly.
In loving memory of Katja-September 13,1994-1994. She was 4 months old
Love your cuzin Rebecca
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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