17.The Gift

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Dear sweet child of mine.

You are my life.

You are my sunshine.

You will never know just how much you mean to me.

For you see that you are the world to me.

I gave birth to you not so long ago and my dear you was a gift to me.

God gave me the chance to raise a little one and the little one was you.

Now you have a gift from God.

A chance to raise a little one of your own and now you will see just how special you mean to me.

For a gift from God is the most wonderful gift you could ever receive.

Take the time to enjoy the gift.

Take the time to feel the love and find out just how much the gift loves you.

Then you will know just what you mean to me.

EAC' ©2-29-16

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