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Ronnie Neiman Apr 2021
You were born too early
You never took a breath
You never opened your eyes
You were gone before being born

We had hoped to meet you
We had only looked at you twice
We saw you very small
We saw you right after you were born

You are always part of our family
You are part of my soul
You are my first and only angel
You are my nephew forever
A poem about the nephew no one in my family truly got to meet.

— The End —