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by Rosa Flores Jun 24, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I look but I can't see your Innocent Hazel eyes and dark brown hair. I touch but I can't feel your Soft silky skin so fair. I smell but I can't perceive the Sweet fragrance of your baby scent. I reach but I can't hold your Angelic body in my hands. I listen but I can't hear the Pitter - patter of your little feet. I can only love you and my heart Knows in Heaven we will meet.