These arms

by Rumour Miller on July 7, 2010

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still ache to hold you and my heart continues to wish that you were here.

Eight years ago, a precious baby boy was born sleeping. Never to know the warmth of his mother’s arms and the brush of her kiss. Never to know how we waited with excitement building in our hearts. Never to know his cousins or throw a baseball.
Every year at this time, the tears still fall for you. So very much wanted, so very much loved.
Sleep peacefully our little angel.
Logan Robert, Happy Birthday, sweet boy.

Love Auntie.
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DaisyGal July 7, 2010 at 2:16 pm

big hugs to all of you…

CAGB July 7, 2010 at 3:26 pm

Thinking of you.

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