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Sep 2019
Love you, my sweet angel, I think of you all the time
that is what mothers often do, in the morning, at noon
and in the evening, when slumber comes, often your
in my thoughts sweetheart.

There is never a day passes by my angel dear that
you're not on my mind, you came into this world
so beautiful, with hair of reddish blonde, fat little
cheeks that made me sing with delight.

You have always been my little angel, an angel without
the wings, a little sweetheart, that never made me cry
always made me happy throughout your growing years.

You never disappointed me once, you only showed me
nothing but love, how could God of given me such a
wonderful treasure as you? I am blessed.

Now you're grown, with a child of your own, you follow
my example to a tee, your a daughter every mother
wish she had, and I shall always thank you, my angel
for being you.

You are the spark that brightens my life, the cool
summer breeze that kisses my cheek, you are my
rainbow at the end of a rainstorm, with colors that
that brighten my heart.

You are my loving daughter, that glows like the moon
sparkles like the stars. you are one of my reasons
for living dear daughter, and your five brothers too.


By DerenaBree
© 2019 DerenaBree (All rights reserved)
Harriet Shea
Written by
Harriet Shea  80/F/Mesa Arizona
(80/F/Mesa Arizona)   
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