Angels Danced
Thinking of day you were born still brings tears to my eyes. I was in a most unhappy marriage of my own making. Two beautiful girls preceded you, bringing me much joy, but you pulled at my heart strings and glinted in my eye. As you lay on my body once born, you looked up at me and sort of smiled. My little missing puzzle piece.
purest love is born
in physical form today
in the shape of you
30/09/2019
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2019
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