You never took a breath,
Little one of worth;
So premature your death,
Still, I gave you birth.
I held you for a moment
And touched your tiny hands and face.
Remember me, your mother,
My thoughts of you, will never fade!
Little one of worth;
So premature your death,
Still, I gave you birth.
I held you for a moment
And touched your tiny hands and face.
Remember me, your mother,
My thoughts of you, will never fade!
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