Rock-a-bye, baby
so tiny and small
I feel you inside me
life's porcelain doll
the smallest of small,
the cutest of cute
delicate as glass
senses acute
ceased are the movements
so quiet and calm
your heart will be free now
before very long
Baby is slipping
out from our grasp
though she is there
we know she wont last.
much like the fog
faded so fast
its to late to save
but resting at last
A smile always seen
in the minds of the close
a child still loved
a child disclosed
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august 12 206
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