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Angel


Dear Mommy,

Your beautiful wings

Spread out wide

In a white dress, of silk

With Your halo and harp

Made of gold

In a world new, but old

Youre singing in a choir,

and playing in a band,

I can but I can't wait to again,

hold your hand.

With Much Love, 

Your baby girl Samantha Jane

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