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One small hand wrapped around my finger. Beautiful brown eye's, opening and seeing the world for the first time. A little girl brought into the world, I can finally call mine. From the first hand hold, to the first small kiss. To crying nights that have now become my bliss. So no worries, my little girl mama is here to help you through the world. As I number the days and watch you grow. So many memories come to flow. From the day I saw you first. Was the day my life was reversed. Big brown eyes, little red bow, and a smile white as a pearl. Even when you're older, you will still be my little girl.
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 3:12 AM UTC
My little girl
One small hand wrapped around my finger. Beautiful brown eye's, opening and seeing the world for the first time. A little girl brought into the world, I can finally call mine. From the first hand hold, to the first small kiss. To crying nights that have now become my bliss. So no worries, my little girl mama is here to help you through the world. As I number the days and watch you grow. So many memories come to flow. From the day I saw you first. Was the day my life was reversed. Big brown eyes, little red bow, and a smile white as a pearl. Even when you're older, you will still be my little girl.
WinterLight
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 3:12 AM UTC
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