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Baby Bootees
Baby bootees lie on the floor
A mother is filled with sorrow,
Knowing she will be crying
When she buries her baby tomorrow.
The stuffed toys are all lined up
Inside the baby's bed,
She holds them one by one
While her tears are being shed.
Her innocent child died suddenly
From infant death syndrome,
By she knows in her heart
That God will welcome her into His Kingdom.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Oct.19/2006
This isn't a real write, just something that came to me.
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Baby Bootees
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