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Your two tiny hands Were blue and cold Your eyes, I imagine, Were blue and bold. Your beautiful face Everyday I will see Forever your aunt And friend I will be. You were not my child I was not your mother. You were mine to love Through marriage And brothers. Those tiny hands And those tiny feet I will always remember And that cute little nose That was oh so sweet. Fly to heaven Fly and be free, Fly home with Jesus, For You one day I will see. For sweet Rachel
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
Rachel
Your two tiny hands Were blue and cold Your eyes, I imagine, Were blue and bold. Your beautiful face Everyday I will see Forever your aunt And friend I will be. You were not my child I was not your mother. You were mine to love Through marriage And brothers. Those tiny hands And those tiny feet I will always remember And that cute little nose That was oh so sweet. Fly to heaven Fly and be free, Fly home with Jesus, For You one day I will see. For sweet Rachel
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Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
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