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poem written for my daughter |
| There was nothing in this world, that I wanted more, than a precious baby girl that I could adore. So quickly she was taken away from me, still I sit and wonder how could this be. Her shirt and hat are all that remain, if only I could hold her again. Though it's been four long years, it's not any easier to fight back the tears. They say with time the heart will heal, but will it erase the pain that I feel? Without her beside me I will never be whole, but forever will I carry her spirit deep in my soul. There is nothing in the world that I wanted more, than my little girl that I adore. |