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I will be there in your darkest hour
I will be there in spring time,
when you hand me that flower...

Sharing laughter and tears as well
Your not alone, I know your swell
Broken dolls, and then broken nails
Many journeys, we have trailed

Then one day I seen your child 
You held him so gentle and mild
His Crys were seeking for warmth
You held him closely with care
I couldn't help but to stare..

You are a part of me, but onward we go
The gift is now there in your arms, 
He will need your nurturing, guidance
And love, Your heart is sealed cherished,
Here on earth and, Heaven Above....


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