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See her bright smile in the morning light Make breakfast and small talk Laugh with her at the silliest things Much happiness it brings To give her a bath and watch her swim Get out all fresh and clean Combing her hair styled in a braid Cutest girl God ever made Hold her and cuddle the feeling true Share pictures on my phone Just taking her little hand in mine The world just seemed so fine Baking cookies with a lot of help She'll even fold the clothes Watching Walt Disney while laying down Real happiness I'd found Then she quickly was gone from my life Just went without a trace Deep love and trust in her eyes of brown Right now nowhere around No more gazing as she soundly sleeps No angel with sweet breath On her abandoned coat the tears I've shed Inside I now feel dead I'm missing drying her heart felt tears I miss her more each day The smell of her I do love to inhale Her pillow just smells stale My angel is gone with others now She is so far away Cannot see her sleepy smile at night I will pray til mornings light
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:18 PM UTC
Malia- My Lost Child
See her bright smile in the morning light Make breakfast and small talk Laugh with her at the silliest things Much happiness it brings To give her a bath and watch her swim Get out all fresh and clean Combing her hair styled in a braid Cutest girl God ever made Hold her and cuddle the feeling true Share pictures on my phone Just taking her little hand in mine The world just seemed so fine Baking cookies with a lot of help She'll even fold the clothes Watching Walt Disney while laying down Real happiness I'd found Then she quickly was gone from my life Just went without a trace Deep love and trust in her eyes of brown Right now nowhere around No more gazing as she soundly sleeps No angel with sweet breath On her abandoned coat the tears I've shed Inside I now feel dead I'm missing drying her heart felt tears I miss her more each day The smell of her I do love to inhale Her pillow just smells stale My angel is gone with others now She is so far away Cannot see her sleepy smile at night I will pray til mornings light
bernadette-rivera
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:18 PM UTC
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