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I ' Am Still Her Mother
In a baby
castle,
Just beyond my eyes
My baby plays with angel
toys,
That money cannot buy.
Who am I to wish her
back,
In this world of strife?
No, play on my
baby,
You have eternal life.
At night when all is
silent
And sleep forsakes my eyes,
I'll hear her
tiny footsteps
Come running to my side.
Her little hands
caress me,
So tenderly and sweet.
I'll breathe a
prayer
And close my eyes,
And embrace her in my
sleep.
Now I have a treasure,
I rate above all
other.
I have known true glory,
I am still her
mother.
Unknown Author To Me
Thank You Donna
Please click the
flowers
below to see Donna's Site
her only child
murdered
and his best friend
Donna makes
smiles
Quilts for sick children
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