There's something I will share that's troubled me for years.
The sorrow I have felt has often brought me tears.
Some don't see their blessing, one pure as gold.
The blessing I speak of is the baby that they hold.
There are many who have not been blessed this way.
Not a moment would they hesitate to take your place today.
Please Treasure this blessing, this angel from above.
Be sure to protect and nurture this child you've been given to love.
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