Take her with you When you go Hold her tight And protect her from harm When she starts to cry Rock her gently until she falls asleep hold her in your arms kiss her little rosy cheeks and pray for me pray for us I know I’m doing the right thing by letting her go At least I hope so Don’t let me down promise you'll keep her safe until I can find my way home She’s counting on you And so am I
Reason for writing:
My brother his wife had a miscarriage
Birth sign: Aries
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