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by Heidi Livings
You came to early
You were taken to soon.
Five long months,
I held you in my womb
I felt you move
I felt you alive
You were mine
My little creation
You fathers little lips
And Mommas little nose
Perfect
God took you away, I don't know why?
Holding you in my arms
Watching your little lips move
How do I go on with out you?
You came to early
And you were taken to soon. |
