When she was born we knew She'd never grow old with us We knew we'd never see her live a full life That poor little baby was born with a deiase One that couldn't be helped It was killing her a little each day Each day his little baby girl grew weaker and weaker Till one day she couldn't take it I still remember the night she passed What a horrible night it was He'll remember it the best he was the last one to hold her body tight She died in her daddys arm's that night He never knew it would be the last Time he ever held her tight We thought she had more time More time to love and more time to grow That poor little baby girl.... She never even knew how much we loved her It's been 3 years since she passed The days go by and we miss her more We look at Morgan and see a little Baley Everytime Morgan reminds me of Baley A little piece of me breaks
Reason for writing:
My cousin Baley was born with a diease that affected her nervouse system.. when she was a year old it killed her... she died exactly one month after her 1st b-day in her dads arm at a local hosptial there years after she passed my aunt and uncle had another little girl..Morgan
Birth sign: Pisces
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