This is another poem passed to me by a dear friend:
My Baby
Not flesh of my flesh
Nor bone of my bone
Yes somehow miraculously my own
NEVER FORGET for a single minute
You weren't born under my heart
BUT in it
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Hi Jill,
This poem is beautiful.it becomes meaningful for me too......just lovely.
Thanks for sharing it
Joy
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