To Brett:My Little Lamb
They were the innocent and pure white as snow
bright as the morning sun
they filled our houses with the giggles and tears of the young and pure
we had them for only a few years
the pain and tears we shed,the anger we feel cuts through us like a knife as we know our children will never be in our arms
we no longer will feel the sticky candy kisses and spontaneous hugs,feel and smell the warm milk breath of our babies
when we finally come to terms with our pain,no longer feeling the anger only God knows
only God knows as He holds our little lambs shielding them from our pain and anguish,only letting them feel happiness and love.
I Love You Baby Brett,Mommy
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