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Monday, October 23, 2006

True Gifts

Pictures, pictures everywhere
are all the images I see.
What we made are beautiful,
precious little ones indeed.

Lives so wonderful,
I wish I was always there.
To wipe the tears, calm the fears,
let you know I always care.

Not everyday, but in everyway,
my heart is beating so true.
The loves of my life, yet no longer his wife,
but will ALWAYS be a mother to you.
Miss Poetess
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