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In a baby castle just beyond my eye, my baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy. Who am I to wish her back into 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 that I rate above all other. I have known true glory; I am still her mother. -author unknown- |
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