SOON SHE'S 39

It seems that only yesterday
She was my baby in arms play
When pat a cake and baby smile
Would fill the hours
Miles and miles
How time has passed
How love has grown
So many years a daughter known
That filled my heart
With heavenly grace
There in her face
My face
Wishing to love her after death
To look down from some gracious cloud
Of you, my daughter
How I
Am proud
That you've made it through the storm
Because once maybe
I kept you warm
You were my all
You were my doll
A precious gift
The lift
A mother has for her first child
It's wild
To think of all the years
That have passed us by
I love you girl
You'll always be
My world
First little baby.

12/7/2013 1135 cj

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