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Mommy's little angel

Mommy's little angel

Im sorry i couldn't be there to tuck you in at night, It's a mother's honor to carry a baby nine month's straight and love em' until there smile is bright,

My little angel don't feel down, you have two better parent's that could turn that frown upside down, and you have found, better parenting then what mommy was trialed, suffering from heartache's and pains that my parents made, I had to make a decision to leave or stay, and now you see the choice mommy made, i chose some place better for you to stay, i just pray mommy's little angel live long enough to understand that decisions are based on the outcome's you are in, but it hurt's and i can't pretend, just know my life style wan't fit to raise you in, so don't ever feel like you wasn't ever wanted or the cause but just know mommy love's you and always will, your my precious little angel and my love for you will be forever sealed, although you are still fresh in the womb, i cry every night knowing your about to leave soon, as much as mommy really doesn't want you to go, it's whats best and i think you should know, that i based my decision of letting you go, to some of the women out there who can't have babies of there on, and so i did this for them and for you, my dear little angel how do i love you..........

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