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by Rita Aguilasocho
You were conceived to pass away,
this was his master plan.
You were to great to be with us,
this I start to understand.
You were too perfect for us here,
yet perfect enough for heaven.
The time we got to share...those months,
I'll never forget those seven
How do you tell a worried mom,
she'll never hear her baby's cry.
Knowing the first thing she'll ask,
is plainly, simply, Why?
I'll never forget the doctor's face,
he tried hard to be strong.
He delivered Adrian then walked out,
something had gone wrong.
Two days earlier we heard his heart,
everything was fine.
That's my baby's heart I hear.
Yup, that baby's mine.
One thing I do thank god for,
Is he let me see that face.
Those feet, those hands, that hair, that nose,
all perfectly in it's place.
Your tiny little lifeless body,
snuggled next to mine.
Whispering in you ear with love,
everything will be just fine.
You've gone to meet our true father,
the lord from up above.
He'll give you everything you need,
including all our love.
This does not mean we'll forget you now,
I promise you we won't.
Promise me you won't forget us,
just please my baby don't.
My precious, little Adrian
My angel up above.
You'll always be that perfect one,
the angel that I love.
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