Rachel Jaylynn, by Angel Subscribe to rss feed for Angel

Roses are red,
And so are your cheeks.
Cuddling you close,
Helps to ease the pain.
Everyday I love you more,
Little one that you are.

Just bein your mama,
Always helps when I'm down.
You are my first born,
Little child of mine.
You are my sweet little girl,
Nothing will ever change that.
No one can say I don't love you.

Angel Ralph

Posted: 2009-10-21 02:13:23 UTC

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