A hand full of rice
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Have you ever met a person you spent 5 minutes talking to and years later
their name escapes you, but you remember the lesson life taught you in
those 5 ...
9 years ago
My journey with infertility treatments and beyond whatever the future may hold.
These are my footprints so perfect so small
These tiny footprints never touched the ground at all
Not one tiny footprint for now I have my wings
These tiny footprints were meant for other things
You will hear my tiny footprints, in patter of rain
Gentle drops like angles tears of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies lazy dance
I’ll let you know I’m with you, if you give me chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves
I will whisper names into the wind and call each one that grieves.
Most of al these tiny footprints are found in mummy’s and daddy’s heart
Cause even though I’m gone now, we will never truly part.
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