Julianna, my passion
My soul is full to bursting for the love of you,
The love of me,
The love of all three...we
Henry, my broken heart
My lost baby son
A wound so severe upon my soul.
Time does not erase the pain
Days have turned into three years
I still cry sad helpless tears
For you my son...for me
Sometimes, sometimes,
Someone cry's with me.
My sad empty loneliness for you is not always alone.
Sometimes, I am not alone.
Julianna, my passion
The love of my life
If not for you, where would I be?
You have softened my wound
Everything that happened with Henry brought you here to me.
Because of little Henry...
I am the best mommy for your little soul.
You are everything to me Julie
Everything happens for a reason
I thank God always for you!
I am your mother,
You are my daughter
there is a reason...
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