"I wanted to write a poem for you to tell you how I feel. How dear you are to me. It is indeed a special day... as it is every April 28. I've told you, haven't I? Of how perfect you were! Perfect little baby! Smelling like baby powder. I don't know if you were smiling (I think that comes later)..."
Monday, May 01, 2006
April 28, 2006. 11:13am
"I wanted to write a poem for you to tell you how I feel. How dear you are to me. It is indeed a special day... as it is every April 28. I've told you, haven't I? Of how perfect you were! Perfect little baby! Smelling like baby powder. I don't know if you were smiling (I think that comes later)..."
"I wanted to write a poem for you to tell you how I feel. How dear you are to me. It is indeed a special day... as it is every April 28. I've told you, haven't I? Of how perfect you were! Perfect little baby! Smelling like baby powder. I don't know if you were smiling (I think that comes later)..."
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