Baby

I come to you as a gift from above, hoping to be surrounded by love. I can not see when first I am born, so I count on you for my safety and warmth. Am I alone? I've cried so long... Is there something that I've done wrong? I kick my legs...I flail my arm's... I try to use my other charms. Pick me up and hold me near... for a lack of attention is what I fear. P.R.Deremer

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Cori Wunderlin

Date: 10/21/2015 10:18:00 PM

Wow....painful reading. I think I have held this baby recently and rescued him from the "wrong" that was being done. The unconditional love of a child....what a blessing and a gift, not to be taken lightly. This is a strange and sad world we live in sometimes. I treasure the hugs of our little one and smile that lights up the room and my heart.

Joan Donnelly Ellis

Date: 10/21/2015 9:21:00 AM

Sweet young innocent beings. God look over them. You've a good heart Pam

Pam Deremer
Date: 10/21/2015 12:30:00 PM

Thank you.