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To My Daughter

When you were born, my life began.

You was so tiny, and frail,

The doctor held you in one hand.

When you started to cry, so did I.

Because I was told you were going to die,

But God let you live and grow.

The next thing I knew you were holding my hand.

I remember your sweet blonde curls

You were my precious little girl.

Now you are grown.

with children of your own.

I thank God for giving you to me.

And you will always be my little baby girl.

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