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by sarahjayne May 19, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about death
So much I learned, So much I lost - Everything turned, toppled And tossed Butterfly flutters, then turns And kicks . . . Then, that sad day . . . Was my mind playing tricks? No cry, no movement, not even a Breath . . . As you lay on my tummy - Perfect even in death When I think of you now At the age you would be, A beautiful "big girl" Is the child I see My Daughter you were, My Daughter you'll always be And One - That is us- You and Me