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A Baby In Heaven
A giggle Land where we cannot go. 0f pink fingers and crystal clear eyes Forever azure springs and sunlit skies, A place of talcum powdred .souls. Unaware , from this life, they were taken God did create this oh , so special place. Angels never let them knoew they were forsaken. To keep a smile on their dear, tender infant faces. Squeaky toys and cuddly, soft teddy bears Angel mothers do lullaby each newborn to sleep. One day, with their Mommy,~ they might share Meanwhile, in the still of the night, mothers weep. Sleepless, they wonder, how is my child doing? Their life always has a lost, dark empty space. Does my baby need me, or is he just cooing? The mother can ask for forgives and God’s grace. But she wonders,very often what ‘s my baby playing? You see, that is the story we are never told. On her knees alone, each night, she is praying. The Mother ages, lonely, shivering in the moonlit cold! 5/12/2023 Dedicated to my Mother on her birthday., today. Thank you , Mom, for allowing me to have a life! Sometimes hard, but mostly years of sugar and magificent spice!
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