She comes to me in my sleep, In my dreams, my baby With bright eyes and precious smiles, I sing a lullaby to her, my baby As the tears stream down my face, I tell her she will always be, my baby Come sunrise I'm holding her asleep in my arms, And with a kiss I tell her goodnight, my baby For I with barren womb, can only dream of, My Baby......
Reason for writing:
I wrote this a few years ago during one of my ever occuring
depressing moments.
Birth sign: Not entered
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