Mommy's Baby Girl
GOD, it Hurts & you understand: m{I}s{C}a{R}r{I}{E}{D}:::::::
I'll dream fondly of your smile
first words
little begginers steps
...matching outfits-shoes and socks-
conversations and disappointments
debates over our similar traits
my fingers his toes
my lips his nose
By the time I wake
the potty, grade school,college and a professional career for you would have already taken place and you never even took a breath
...But in my DREAMS...Life, breath, experience not curtailed by realities REALITY!
You lived well
I Love YOU!
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