Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla

I love you so much, my little angel Stanford

Forgive me, my love.

I am not visiting you for a few weeks.

But mom and your brother, Savior, are visiting you.

I miss you so much, my love.

I love you so much, my little angel Stanford.

Mommy made your place beautiful with angels.

The angels may play with you now.

Mom kept beautiful white stones.

Play with them till I come, my love.

Do you know?

Someone visited you with flowers, my love.

Daddy loves you so much, my love.