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Aug 2017
My little one
Don't
Be
Sad
Those
Tears
We're
From
Your heart
I miss You
I hear the soft whispers in the
Cool night breeze
I feel the warming of the morning sun.
I  see  joy
I see those children
Running free without a care
I know they are happy
And in God's care.
Much pain in my heart flashbacks from the past .
My mum forced me to have not just one but two abortions ..
Mum I want you to know that I forgive you.
But most of all I forgive myself .
From the years I cried in pain ..
I now let it go in Jesus name
Rosalind Heather Alexander
Written by
Rosalind Heather Alexander  64/F/Edinburgh Scotland
(64/F/Edinburgh Scotland)   
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