by iris hurley May 23, 2007
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other poems
O my precious daughter, i love you so much, how you have grown to be such a wonderful young woman, with big brown eyes and beautiful smile, even though you were not with me, i always thought of you, and how much i missed you, i love your witty charm, you make me happy when i;m sad, now that you are on your own and found a good man for your self, take good care and you will always be my precious daughter, i love you michelle, love mom (iris) |