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A mother's poem mourning the loss of her baby angel
1. 485775-447675MY DEAREST ANGEL<br />MY DEAREST ANGEL THIS IS YOUR MOMMY SPEAKING<br />AND THROUGH YOUR LOSS I AM WEAPING.<br />AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAME YOU WERE RIPPED AWAY<br />I ONLY WISH YOU MAY HAVE HAD LONGER TO STAY.<br />YOU WERE TO BE MY LILLY OR ELI<br />BUT NOW YOU SHALL BE MY STAR IN THE SKY.<br />TAKE GODS FINGER IN YOUR LITTLE HAND<br />BUT JUST FOR NOW FOR I WILL SEE YOU AGAIN.<br />MY TEARS OF MOURNING I HOPE YOU DON’T SEE<br />BUT MY LOVE FOR YOU IS IN YOUR HEART WHERE IT WILL ALWAYS BE.<br />SHINE LIKE THE STAR I AM SURE YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN<br />FOR AS FATE SHALL HAVE IT WE’LL BE TOGETHER IN THE END.<br />LOVE,<br />MOMMY<br />Baby Schoepf gone but never forgotten (May 4th, 2010)<br />