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 Little Star
A little star was born the night my baby died
I remember looking out my window as I sat there and cried
My Angel boy with an angel face
God please send me your saving grace
To live amongst this world in joy
To live without my baby boy
I only wanted him to know
How I truly loved him so
My heart has ached for him each day
I wish God would have let my Angel stay
And now his star shines brightly in the night sky
To assure me, his momma, that he will always be close by.

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