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Two Children |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida 
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 Two Children ~*~ Mommy please understand our visit was to say hello and ordain God’s plan always know, we are yours waiting safely in God’s hand Mommy please understand life has just begun there’s so much more than the dark glass that clouds your eyes we run and play on beautiful shores frolic through fields of green fly on silver angel wings Mommy please understand you’ve much to do the little one comes soon she will stay longer than we for you see, this is the plan Mommy please understand we’ll wait and pray hoping to see you one day please mommy, just be here ~*~ BloomingRose |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
A very touching poem, and the photo is so appropriate. Enjoyed. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Debra, this touching poem made me cry, it is soooooo beautiful and gloods with sweet love and sentimental prayers! (sigh) May these sweet children forever be embraced in the loving arms of a loving mother! (sigh) God Bless You, sweet friend! (kiss on cheek) You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Debra, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
touching and well done. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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wornways Member
since 2001-10-18
Posts 204CA, USA |
aww.... how sad i had a girlfriend once who went through a period of life where she subjected herself to a series of abortions. sometimes she would wake in the middle of the night and just cry, not wanting to be touched. when she finally came around, when the emotional endorphines subdued the pain so she could stand living, she would tell me, "i killed so many children... i wish i knew better... i wish i could go back... how can god ever forgive me?" she was so utterly tormented. i can see this poem really helping to heal her. |
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