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Oct 2014
How can I express how grateful I am for you
in the white December snow you came to me
You/my daughter/my angel/my sweet angel girl
Did you know I used to dress you up?
and, give you a cute little curl
Your intelligence is beyond those of scholars...
not because of me
it was who you were meant to
always be.
Β© 2014 Krisselle S. Cosgrove
TigerEyes
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TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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