You were hiding within me awaiting life. I never knew until those two little red lines whispered about you: the gift of God, the fruit of love. You were born into our world of thoughts. Once again the baby bag was rechecked, the three little princesses sketched out a plan to share their toys, books, and chocolates among four. Days were spent checking your growth making space for you in the bed, in their room in our hearts. All of a sudden you were carried away from my womb. But in our world of memory, you will always stay until we meet.
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